Hmmmm... Chances are that he'll yell at me no matter what I make. So if I had some time to prepare, I would go study under a person that makes realistic looking plastic food, the kind that sit in some restaurant windows in Japan. Once I know enough, I would prepare him a glorious looking dish, and see him slowly grow angry as he realizes that the food is fake.
That or just some pasta, it's hard to go wrong with pasta!