Ooh, the bountiful harvest

So, I just innocently walked thru the door and came across a feast. I thought to myself, "Serena, this is rather a Wonderland moment you are having." I wondered if perhaps it were placed so obviously in my path with nefarious purposes. Would the mushrooms in this seemingly-delicious frittata make me loopier than the Easter bunny? Would it shrink me like Alice? Perhaps it was a creature evolved to look like a meal that would then latch on to me with a death grip when I went to give it a taste. Would I follow in the route my gluttonous tum suggested or would I learn from all those nature films? Ah, a dilemma indeed...