Looking at his chieftain's stunned expression, Halbarad stared at his plate in fear. He knew that it takes a lot to cause the usually unflappable Aragorn to lose his composure; which meant that the dish must be really something else. He whispered gently to his companion, "Is it that bad?"
At that question, Aragorn returned to his senses and glared at his friend. "Do not insult Lasgalen's cooking ever again if you value your life. This is the best food I have ever had."
As if making a point, the Man put the entire piece in his mouth and began to chew slowly. Without realizing it, Aragorn was letting out little sighs of contentment and pleasure. Halbarad watched the scene cautiously before trying a bit of his food. After the first mouthful, he began wolfing down his food faster than a starved warg.