fandomhigh | International Cuisine | Monday, first period

When they stepped out of the portal this time, they were in front of a brightly colored building across from a cemetery. The air was humid.

"We are currently in New Orleans, Louisiana," Hannibal explained. "It's within the same country as Baltimore, so you needn't worry about the language for the most part," he assured them. "This area was home to indigenous peoples, then settled by the French. It was also briefly held by the Spanish. It is a major port city, and was home to many slaves and free people of color."

He gestured around them. "Its culture and its food are thus something of a melting pot. A mix of French, Spanish, African, Native American, and a number of other influences. There are two main cuisines locally, often combined - Cajun and Creole. Seafood is popular, as are a number of farm-raised meats. Caribbean and African spices are not uncommon. Our meal today will offer a variety, and I encourage you to explore."

He smiled at the students. "And I would like to thank you all for being a delightful class, and I hope you have enjoyed yourselves as much as I have. Now, enjoy."

And with that, he led them into the restaurant.

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"It is, isn't it?" Hannibal liked blue as a rule, but the bright teal was...well, he wouldn't paint his house like that.

"It's the sort of blue that makes me kind of wonder if this is what it would feel like if my eyes turned inside-out," Mabel decided, staring for a moment more before turning a grin in Hannibal's direction. "Azure don't know what they were thinking, but I can teal you it's pretty aggressive."

Bop bop.

Hannibal raised an eyebrow at her.

"Icy you're a punster. However, we can't stay here until midnight, and slate enough as it is, so I must ask you indigo." He bowed her toward the door.

Well, Hannibal had just tied himself with Parker on Mabel's 'Best Teacher EVER' list, with that. And it was entirely possible that she was making happy squeaky sounds as she made her way toward the door. After all, most people just sort of groaned and pretended she wasn't making mouth-sounds.

"It's cyan-tifically proven that a bit of humor helps the digestion," she announced, giving a little curtsy in turn. "Even better than running lapis! But I admiral these menus, so let's sea what's in there!"

You'd encouraged her, Hannibal.

Now it would never end.

International Cuisine | Monday, first period

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Re: Listen to Hannibal's intro, ogle New Orleans!

Re: Listen to Hannibal's intro, ogle New Orleans!