"Those Old Sandwiches"

Chief Engineer's log, supplemental:

Dagnabbit! I've tried turning everything off and on and off and on again and so forth, but this blasted computer's still on the blink! I don't understand how that space anomaly over yonder is affecting our ship's logic systems, but something's definitely fouled up all these food replicator selection menus.

At least we've still got some field ration bars and digestive donuts stored down in the cargo bay. I reckon the captain won't be too thrilled with the choice of only two flavors, but we'll find one way or another to make it work...