The demon stands amid your destroyed kitchen screaming, "How? How were you able to summon me?!" You're standing in the corner flipping through your grandma's cookbook as fast as you can, screaming back, "I don't know!! You were supposed to be chicken soup!"
... when you suddenly realize it was actually Grandma's spell book. No wonder she was able to tame the wildest, orneriest man in the county and he dwindled away until he became her docile servant. She always did say The way to a man's heart is through his stomach, and then laugh a little too hard. Cackle, you correct. Sorry if this isn't how you intended us to respond here.