One day Mulla Nasruddin went to the market and bought a fine piece of meat. On the way home he met a friend who gave him a special recipe for the meat. Mullah Nasruddin was very happy. But then, before he got home, a large crow stole the meat from Mullah Nasruddin’s hands and flew off with it.
“You thief! Mullah Nasruddin angrily called after departing crow. You have stolen my meat! But you won’t enjoy it; I’ve got the recipe!”