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fandomhigh2023-06-02 10:29 am
stykera) wrote in fandomhigh2023-06-02 10:29 am
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20th Century Food Crimes, Friday 6/2, First Period
"Today," said Summer, with that look on her face that she hoped made people start sweating before she even needed to say much more, beatific and far too pleased with herself, "we are covering a few recipes that are criminal not so much in their combinations of ingredients, but rather, how they are presented. Remember, after all, that they say we do eat with our eyes first," all apologies to Ignis! Or rather, Ignis, you're welcome, for not having to bear witness to the things the rest of the class was about to see, "and so how a dish looks is important."
There were a number of looks Summer had that made Stark sweat. Not all of them in the same way. This was, in fact, one of them. “I’m concerned,” he said quietly.
Summer continued, her current look suggesting that Stark had every right to be concerned. Almost like he knew her, or something.
"I am proud," way too proud really, "to present to you all not only the infamous banana candles, but also this mushroom-stuffed plaice."
Oh no. Not the candles. Stark sighed rather more dramatically than strictly necessary, then got a good look at the second dish and had to duck his head. He couldn’t look right at it and he certainly couldn’t look at Summer right now. Not in front of other people.
"And then," Summer added, because wait, there's more! "I want you to all try my spicy muffnuts."
What? That's what they were called!
“Your what?” Stark asked, sure he’d misheard that somehow.
"Muffnuts," Summer repeated helpfully, and who was all sweet innocence now, huh? "I think you'll like them. They're spicy!
"Actually," she felt compelled to add, "not really. Like, at all, we're going by white suburbanites in the fifties level of spice here. So, like, spicy in the way mayo is spicy."
“Mayo isn’t spicy,” Stark said, frowning. “And…you think I’ll like your…muffnuts? Maybe we should just start cooking?” Maybe then he could take out his phone and look up whether or not that word meant what it sounded like it meant.
There were a number of looks Summer had that made Stark sweat. Not all of them in the same way. This was, in fact, one of them. “I’m concerned,” he said quietly.
Summer continued, her current look suggesting that Stark had every right to be concerned. Almost like he knew her, or something.
"I am proud," way too proud really, "to present to you all not only the infamous banana candles, but also this mushroom-stuffed plaice."
Oh no. Not the candles. Stark sighed rather more dramatically than strictly necessary, then got a good look at the second dish and had to duck his head. He couldn’t look right at it and he certainly couldn’t look at Summer right now. Not in front of other people.
"And then," Summer added, because wait, there's more! "I want you to all try my spicy muffnuts."
What? That's what they were called!
“Your what?” Stark asked, sure he’d misheard that somehow.
"Muffnuts," Summer repeated helpfully, and who was all sweet innocence now, huh? "I think you'll like them. They're spicy!
"Actually," she felt compelled to add, "not really. Like, at all, we're going by white suburbanites in the fifties level of spice here. So, like, spicy in the way mayo is spicy."
“Mayo isn’t spicy,” Stark said, frowning. “And…you think I’ll like your…muffnuts? Maybe we should just start cooking?” Maybe then he could take out his phone and look up whether or not that word meant what it sounded like it meant.
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