"I will...remember to try them," he offered. "If given the opportunity. Though as it stands now, I have little reason to eat. My Grace maintains my vessel."
Though that hadn't always been the case. Jimmy used to complain and at the time, Cas hadn't understand why the man required burgers or onion rings or chocolate shakes. In fact, Cas had thought to inquire what a chocolate shake even was, but Jimmy had gone silent before he'd gotten the chance to ask. His soul had dispersed the first time Raphael had destroyed both of them.
"There was no alarm," Cas replied. "However, the kitchen smelled of burnt swine flesh for several hours. Bobby and Sam were quite displeased. Dean claimed not to notice."