While only a concept, the "Spice Gun" by Zhu Fei would certainly liven up dinner parties as guest blast each other with flakes of salt and pepper. Or you could pretend your peas are punk kids putting quarters on the railways and blast them with tiny bits of rock salt. That's what I'd do, if for no other reason than it would give me an excuse to wear my train engineer overalls to the dinner table.
You've got to ask yourself one question: "Do I feel lucky?" Well, do ya, pork?