Food for thought.

[songbird_slayer]

Sender: Madhuri Qalli
To: Everyone
Subject: Language is strange!


I was writing up menu ideas for next month and a thought occurred:

Should I list hot dogs under 'sandwiches', and a bowl of cereal under 'soup'?

Comments

[recreator]

Such a point is, to put it plainly, completely out of orbit. And you shouldn't require me to explain to you why.

[Nevermind that he is quite annoyed and not feeling even remotely charitable where the topic of forgiveness is concerned. He really did just waste the last fifteen minutes of his (considerably protracted) life championing a dish which isn't even on the menu.]

[How utterly grand. (Note sarcasm.)]

Dare I even ask what it is that you've learned?

[songbird_slayer]

I've learned that language is a mess and we should do more interpretive dance or actions to express ourselves, for one.

That aside, you're something of a gourmand yourself. Perhaps I should hire you as a taste-tester.

[recreator]

Fair enough, I suppose. After all, no matter how eloquent one might be, there are times when words can and do fail to convey that which we seek to tell.

And to that I must respectfully decline. Critiquing your culinary concoctions is one thing, but given the added risk of these dreamotion-based additives, I should like not to have my emotions tampered with on the regular.

Also, although I may have experienced generations' worth of food trends, I should note that I only occasionally partake in the culinary arts. We of Amaurot did but rarely prepare meals from scratch.

[songbird_slayer]

There was probably a Bureau of Food Concepts somewhere, I bet.

Oh, I should clarify- I test all the dreamotion effects on myself exclusively. Then if something is too strong, I only have myself to blame as I roll on the floor giggling or worse. I always seek a tester for the regular old foodstuffs alone, un-tampered. Imbuing dreamotion doesn't mean a thing if the blueberry muffin needs more lemon or the cake crumb isn't right.

Even if I must suffer a thousand revisions.

Give it some thought.

[recreator]

Hardly an entire bureau. My point being that I could simply request a concept for a meal, gather together any needed materials, snap my fingers, and there — it's done. No prep work, no cooking, no waiting. 'Tis hardly similar to the intricate processes which you must go through.

[He's reading, yes, but the thought he's giving it is passing at best.]

As it happens, I'm quite busy with my own venture at the moment. But supposing that I wasn't, I must ask why.

Surely you've any number of eager young helpers clamoring to offer their input whilst licking batter off wooden mixing spoons.

[songbird_slayer]

Raha is a very helpful and eager tester, indeed, but his unfortunate Sharlayan culinary background of instant noodles and archon bread no doubt makes everything homemade taste of ambrosia.

I can't claim to know how making a concept works, but being able to snap your fingers and just make things speaks of a strong imagination and creativity out the horns, like a painter with his prized brush.

Who better to scrutinize culinary arts than an artist?

[recreator]

[He does not envy you your culinary background, Exarch. Sounds dreadful. Congratulations on the upgrade, by the way.]

Who better? Easy.

An executive chef.
A cuisinier.
A culinarian.
A master baker.
A food aficionado.

Asking me would be the same as asking a Black Mage to judge your technique as a Warrior. They may both be fighters but their disciplines are incomparable.

[songbird_slayer]

Fair enough!

Good luck with your venture then, whatever that may be.

[recreator]

Oh, you needn't worry about that. You and the rest of Reverein shall be finding out all about it soon enough.

[A little added suspense is a good thing. Healthy even!]