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Summer Smith ([personal profile] somethingwithturquoise) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2021-05-25 03:51 am
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Culinary Crimes; Tuesday, Second Period [05/25].

There was enough of Summer's humanity in tact that she wondered, briefly, if what she was about to do in class today would end up being too terrible even for her. After all, shouldn't some things be sacred? Shouldn't some things be left sacred?

And then she remembered Dante's disparaging looks regarding the okonomiyaki in Japan and decided, you know what? No. Some things maybe needed to be bastardized a little just to bring it down a peg or two.

"Morning, everyone!" Summer greeted them all cheerfully from the station at the front of the classroom. "Today's going to be a good one! Today, we're doing a classic staple that everyone," well, honestly, considering the people in her class, she wouldn't be surprised if quite a few of them were actually a little disdainful about most pizza, so the most everyone was implied, "enjoys, a favorite of overworked parents, bribing teachers, and college party-goers alike, and that's pizza!

"Now," she said, turning a little serious for a moment, "I don't want to hear anyone try to pull the 'well, that's not technically pizza because blah blah blah' stuff on me. We're working with mayo and pears and soup for these recipes, technically went out the window the moment we entered the class. Technically pizza, technically sane, technically fit for human consumption? All of them. Gone. Right out the window. So, without further ado, let's get some of these started so we can get them baking and see how they fare in the court of popular taste buds."
stykera: (oh look i'm being tortured)

Re: The Recipes! - CC, 05/25.

[personal profile] stykera 2021-05-25 11:40 am (UTC)(link)
"There's no reason to have the pears in this," Stark protested quietly as he worked on the first recipe. That poor unsuspecting fresh fruit! It might be ok, if unpleasantly fishy for pizza, without the pears.

The meat-za just seemed, in his opinion, to be a confused dish that perhaps actually aspired to be a burger but wasn't sure how to get there. At least a meat patty was a reasonable thing to make. He could concentrate on that for now and pretend the soup wasn't going to be a messy disaster.

And then there was the final recipe. That required a lot of very resigned sighs during its preparation.