30.Oct.20, 06:01 PM
A’tay was still feeling giddy from the spicy goodness he had been fed and he vaguely wondered if that was what getting drunk was like. He had no desire to find out personally, having no taste for alcohol or ever seeing the need to lose his sensibilities like that. Still, the spice high was fun, giving him a rush and leaving him in what he would later decide was a rather euphoric state. Perhaps that was why he didn’t argue or insist Zelly didn’t have to teach him now, or ever, if she didn’t want to but instead crowded in close to watch her write down the directions and nod with rapt attention as she pointed out various things.
“My cooking experience isn’t much higher than my swimming experience,” A’tay warned as he tried to think of a dish he might be able to make and add spice to. His lack of skills led to a lack of options and he frowned. “What would be a good dish for a beginner like me? I’m fine with the fish if that’s easy. Is it only meat you add this to or can it be a vegetable dish?” That sounded like it would make a lot of meals a lot better. He wasn’t a picky eater but some vegetables did rank lower than others.
He grabbed a bite of the mild fish, finding it still tasty but almost bland after working through the other types and pointed that out to Zelly. “Did you just ruin food for me? This is still good but with it lacking the kick, it’s almost not as enjoyable now. Maybe I just killed my tongue and I’ll never taste again.” He grinned and then sniffled, still feeling the heat from too many bites of the spiciest fish.
“My cooking experience isn’t much higher than my swimming experience,” A’tay warned as he tried to think of a dish he might be able to make and add spice to. His lack of skills led to a lack of options and he frowned. “What would be a good dish for a beginner like me? I’m fine with the fish if that’s easy. Is it only meat you add this to or can it be a vegetable dish?” That sounded like it would make a lot of meals a lot better. He wasn’t a picky eater but some vegetables did rank lower than others.
He grabbed a bite of the mild fish, finding it still tasty but almost bland after working through the other types and pointed that out to Zelly. “Did you just ruin food for me? This is still good but with it lacking the kick, it’s almost not as enjoyable now. Maybe I just killed my tongue and I’ll never taste again.” He grinned and then sniffled, still feeling the heat from too many bites of the spiciest fish.