I was finishing a jar of extremely hot peppers (7 pot primos) that I had fermenting on Thanksgiving day. I made a hot sauce with them and cantaloupe. I had them in a pan at a low simmer to meld the flavors. The problem was the steam coming off was potent as hell. It filled the house when everyone was arriving and coughing from the hot sauce in the air, me included. We had to open all the windows, dig out the fans to get it out of the house, freezing everyone in the process.
You’re telling me they’d turn down a mouthful of medium rare grilled beef if it was only lightly salted? (because really good grilled beef doesn’t need to be seasoned much or at all)
I tried it once, giving them bits of beef. (Salt and pepper; they don’t mind pepper). Kika smelled it a bit and then went back to her “you’re giving me attention, right? Pet me, pet me!” modus operandi, while Siegfrieda picked it from her bowl and started playing with it. Kind of funny because she used to be a street cat and probably ate all sorts of nasty stuff, but nowadays she’s spoiled enough to be picky on meat.
We even joke at home that the cats bug us every meal - not because they want food, but because the humans dare to gather together without giving them attention.