[As many as he likes turns out to be just one -- not unlike his former master, he has plenty of restraint after all -- but he does mull over the choice carefully.] Hmmm...
[He doesn't settle on the biggest but the one that looks the best of the bunch. Maybe food didn't always taste better no matter how attractive it looked but the effort could still be appreciated.
He takes a bite and in this case, the taste certainly measure up. The textures of the mochi and anko with the bright burst of strawberry blend together in perfect balance. And there's something else too. Not quite a memory but a feeling of something wonderful, like trees flowering in the spring and children laughing beneath their heavy branches. It's a taste that leaves him feeling strangely content.
He smiles.] They're amazing, Mrs...? [That's right. He didn't even know the name of the culinary goddess.]
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[He doesn't settle on the biggest but the one that looks the best of the bunch. Maybe food didn't always taste better no matter how attractive it looked but the effort could still be appreciated.
He takes a bite and in this case, the taste certainly measure up. The textures of the mochi and anko with the bright burst of strawberry blend together in perfect balance. And there's something else too. Not quite a memory but a feeling of something wonderful, like trees flowering in the spring and children laughing beneath their heavy branches. It's a taste that leaves him feeling strangely content.
He smiles.] They're amazing, Mrs...? [That's right. He didn't even know the name of the culinary goddess.]