The food is plated, and everyone settles in together. Before they can dig in, Devil raises a hand. There was one final step- this kind of food is rather inedible in its current state, no matter how well it’s been cooked. We TCPs, says Devil, cannot consume matter outside of food types and other specific scenarios. Like health potions, asks Dad? Yes, Exactly like that. Devil has a little trick, however.
She pulls a bottle of what looks like dressing from the air itself, lightly shaking some on their meal. It dissolves into the food without a trace left behind, some sinking into the plate as well. That should do it.
Dig in.