It contains enough cholesterol to kill a small horse.
Unfortunately the other tin is broken (the even bigger one) t_t. So now I must make do with this way too deep one. I bet I will have gained 2 kilograms by next week. No wonder I have strange eating habits like peeling my bread buns. I didn’t become a picky eater for nothing. Actually that shouldn’t even be called picky. I eat stuff no one from around here would even dare to think about. So I guess it’s more of a “I like the good life” kind of thing. Translation: “if it isn’t good enough for the princess, she doesn’t eat”.