Mostly, though, it was you just tossing together things that sounded like they belonged together, and it worked. You didn't complain, and you made sure to remember how to make the various dishes that the ponies now adored, sharing the recipes with the chefs. It was a slow day today, and the head chefs had shoo'ed you out of the kitchen for lunch break, eager to try their own hooves at the recipes you had made a few days earlier.