robkelk Wrote:No update to my current sidestory today, sorry. I want to do something faster-paced than "My Dinner with André Jacky", but the muse isn't cooperating.
I thought that 30% of anime these days was cute girls eating food and saying "oishii" and "umai" a bunch of times. I mean, if you're setting out to do slice of life, dinner is what you get.
IC:
Pizza Margherita
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It was kind of odd restaurant, half American sports bar, half Mexican cantina, but it was convenient, and everyone was hungry. The service, on the other hand, was a bit slow. Still, with an unfamiliar menu, it wasn't time wasted as the girls read through their options.
As a waiter walked past with a plate, Aika's eyes followed him over her shoulder. "Oh, they have pizza here. That sounds good!" She closed her menu right then and there.
Finally, the waitress appeared for their table. Alice got a basic hamburger, while Tomo ordered a set of loaded potato skins.
Alice commented, "If you think about it, the middle of the potato is useless anyway."
"Oh yeah, totally useless," Tomo picked up her cue, intentional or not. "I mean, why even bother with that boring white part?"
Yomi ignored the heathens next to her, and ordered the fish tacos, which she assumed was one of the healthier options on the menu.
Finally, the ordering got around to Akia, "Can I get a margherita?"
"A margarita? OK." The waitress looked over Aika, and judged her to be pretty young. "Virgin?"
"Extra-virgin."
"Heh, sure."
"And a glass of still water."
The waitress finished writing on her pad, and went on her way.
For some reason, this event caused a tight smile to appear on Yomi's face. Tomo knew that look, and kept an eye out for whatever funny thing happened next. She asked, "So why are the middle of potatoes useless, Alice?"
"All it does is hold other flavors. It's almost as useless as eggplant."
"Yeah, I don't understand why girls are so into eggplant these days. Look at Yomi, she's into tacos, fish tacos." Two seconds later, Tomo felt a line of blunt force across the top of her head, followed by pain.
"Quiet, you uncultured idiots," indicted Yomi, giver of the karate chops. "Starches have lots of uses in cuisine, from providing a texture, a place absorb sauces, and as a palate cleanser for more intense flavors."
A couple minutes later, the waitress returned with drinks for everyone. In front of Aika, she placed a wide, stemmed glass with salt lining the rim and a lime hanging off the side.
"What the hell is this thing?" Aika barked.
Yomi couldn't suppress her chuckles.
"Kitto daijoubu da yo." - Sakura Kinomoto