it was sort of like macbeth , thought fat charlie , an hour later ; in fact , if the witches in macbeth had been four little old ladies and if , instead of stirring cauldrons and intoning dread incantations , they had just welcomed macbeth in and fed him turkey and rice and peas spread out on white china plates on a red-and-white patterned plastic tablecloth - not to mention sweet potato pudding and spicy cabbage - and encouraged him to take second helpings , and thirds , and then , when macbeth had declaimed that nay , he was stuffed nigh unto bursting and on his oath could truly eat no more , the witches had pressed upon him their own special island rice pudding and a large slice of mrs. bustamonte 's famous pineapple upside-down cake , it would have been exactly like macbeth .