What's a chef in New York if you don't know how to cook a good Strip or T-Bone or Ribeye, am I right? Well I do, and I'm good at it. I had everything in the bag, everything that I really wanted.

Then came the portals, then came the ponies, and then came even stranger creatures.

Apparently these Griffons know a good steak when they eat one, and I don't mind because it means more business for me. Unfortunately, gaining popularity amongst them wasn't the best thing in the world, as it led me to meeting their king. And then their king wanted me to be the private chef for his daughter. And he wouldn't exactly take 'no' for an answer.

So now I'm stuck in Equestria, in the Griffon Kingdom, serving meals at all times of day for the harshest food critic this side of the portal. What did I do to deserve this? And, more importantly, how can I get back home?