The thought I put into my menu names, I wanted revealed to my guests so tags were made for each creation. They also helped to explain the composition in case the name wasn't a giveaway. For example, the meatballs in a ring around a can of fuel gel didn't require the signage 'Great Balls of Fire' but 'Doomsday Dip' needed to be identified as spinach and artichoke dip. 'Satanic spheres' were, duh, deviled eggs. 'Mushroom clouds' were mounds of mashed potatoes while 'Hellfire and Damnation' was a spicy Mexican chile verde. 'Apocalyptic apple pie' (thank you, Nancy) speaks for itself but 'Cataclysmic Cake' wasn't revealed until it was cut open when a cataclysm of fruit oozed out!
It was simply an angel food cake with the top third cut off; a tunnel torn out, filled with sweetened strawberries, top returned and covered with whipped cream.
And in keeping with the Mayan origins of this party, guests left with a baggie of chocolate, 'the gift of the gods'. (in this case, Lon. Thank you)
Happy Beginning of a New World!