Two helpings of soup in one bottle? This is bag of holding levels of supernatural. The secret is that little dash of love.
Edit: then again, my suspicion is aroused when I'm picking fairy wings out of my teeth. Dat's nasty, g-ma.
Double edit: the Tokay Chef makes tasty meat to which I am partial but he did whip it up right after handling the Stink Bag from the toilet...so still Grandma.