Nailed it! | Wednesday, 3rd period

[sharp_man]

"It is getting colder," Hannibal noted, "So before we freeze over completely, I thought we would work with a cold dessert. And fire." Because why not? "The dish known as a baked Alaska combines both cold," he brought out his own lovely concoction, "and hot." He set rum at the top aflame and poured more over it, the fire running down the sides.

"Please do attempt not to set anything else on fire. This is not Karla's class."

He adored you, Karla, but you were never working in his kitchen.

The fire burned itself out, and he sliced the dessert to serve. "Please let me know if you have any questions while making your own."