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crux_fleet2014-06-13 06:48 am
weeabhoo) wrote in crux_fleet2014-06-13 06:48 am
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Jinto's experiences with alien street food had left him curious (and unknownst to him, nearly a host for a sentient parasite that replaces the host's tongue; good thing he decided it needed a bit more salt!). Here he was, passing through new and different types of interstellar cuisine and he was still eating boring (though hipsterfied) human-standard comfort food leftovers from his part time job. What a waste!
So he bought a wok, spices, and a frozen bag of things with too many legs and eyes. They were quickly breaded, fried and dipped in the spices, turning them into a serviceable replica of the delicious but expensive thing he'd had back on V'Vorte.
He hummed as he worked, serviceable apron tied around his chest (he was not ostentatious or flirty enough for one reading 'kiss the cook'). Since he'd had to open the door to his tiny apartment to keep it from getting too hot and smoky in there, the mouth watering aroma wafted into the street and he could be seen at his task by the curious.
So he bought a wok, spices, and a frozen bag of things with too many legs and eyes. They were quickly breaded, fried and dipped in the spices, turning them into a serviceable replica of the delicious but expensive thing he'd had back on V'Vorte.
He hummed as he worked, serviceable apron tied around his chest (he was not ostentatious or flirty enough for one reading 'kiss the cook'). Since he'd had to open the door to his tiny apartment to keep it from getting too hot and smoky in there, the mouth watering aroma wafted into the street and he could be seen at his task by the curious.