08-27-2026, 03:10 AM
"Chef worth their salt?" Amila giggled. "Is that a pun? I thought chef's didn't like it when you added salt?" She teased as she sat up straighter in her seat to watch him watch into the alcove and carry back two dishes.
"This looks different, smells delicious," Amila commented as he placed her dish in front of her. "What did you say this is?"
She took her spoon and examined the way the dumplings floated in the creamy broth, taking note of the herbs and spices. "I don't know if you just planned it this way because you're still trying to impress me, or if all Syrian cooking is like this, but I remember this from the Holodeck too. The smells - the spices, everything just seems to ... I don't know, blend well together?" She commented and then smiled shyly. "I don't know if that makes any sense at all, but I don't walk into a Mexican restaurant or a Bajoran restaurant and just have the spices and smells feel almost like a warm hug."
She was blushing now, as she realized her spoon was still perched, half in the broth. "I'll stop talking now and eat."
She looked down at the bowl and carefully picked up a dumpling and some of the broth with her spoon and brought it to her mouth for a bite. Feeling Morad's eyes on her, she brought her left hand to her face and covered her mouth slightly as she chewed. Her eyes lit up and she nodded in approval at the flavors before swallowing.
"Very good. You said the replicator did this, though?" She asked, her ever teasing smile playing on her lips. "I'll have to figure out how to pay my compliments to the chef later."
== Tag, she's feeling cheeky lol==
"This looks different, smells delicious," Amila commented as he placed her dish in front of her. "What did you say this is?"
She took her spoon and examined the way the dumplings floated in the creamy broth, taking note of the herbs and spices. "I don't know if you just planned it this way because you're still trying to impress me, or if all Syrian cooking is like this, but I remember this from the Holodeck too. The smells - the spices, everything just seems to ... I don't know, blend well together?" She commented and then smiled shyly. "I don't know if that makes any sense at all, but I don't walk into a Mexican restaurant or a Bajoran restaurant and just have the spices and smells feel almost like a warm hug."
She was blushing now, as she realized her spoon was still perched, half in the broth. "I'll stop talking now and eat."
She looked down at the bowl and carefully picked up a dumpling and some of the broth with her spoon and brought it to her mouth for a bite. Feeling Morad's eyes on her, she brought her left hand to her face and covered her mouth slightly as she chewed. Her eyes lit up and she nodded in approval at the flavors before swallowing.
"Very good. You said the replicator did this, though?" She asked, her ever teasing smile playing on her lips. "I'll have to figure out how to pay my compliments to the chef later."
== Tag, she's feeling cheeky lol==