Stark Industries, Friday

[era_two_triangle]

Flying Toaster Guy had come in today, singing his praises for the modified version of the thing that he'd brought in a few weeks back. It had worked like a dream, apparently, and while Peridot had no idea what that was supposed to mean when it came to toasters that flew, she was more than happy to stand there and bask in his accolades.

Until he made another request, anyway. And then it was time to get to work.

She hauled out a step-ladder and hoisted the blender up onto the workbench before climbing up a few rungs so that she could squint at it from a comfortable height. It could be done in theory, but she wasn't terribly certain that this was a sound decision. Even so, she was willing to give it a shot. The worst that would happen to her if a tap-dancing blender went rogue, after all, was that she'd have to re-form her body after it was poofed into a limbless cloud.

Maybe somebody should get the customer to sign a waiver upon picking this thing up, though.

[Open! Ish! Standard work SP applies.]

Community Center Class: Flavors, Food Choices, and Menu Planning

[sharp_as_knives]

"So, we've covered the five basic tastes," Hannibal said. "However, what we have not actually covered yet is flavor." He smiled. "Flavor is the interaction of taste and smell. Smell is thus incredibly important to our experience of food.

He brought out two plates of white cubes of food, and grinned. "So. One of these is pommes and the other pommes de terre. That is, apples and potatoes. We're going to conduct an experiment."

Which wasn't nearly as horrifying as those words could have been, coming from Hannibal.

"I want you each to hold your nose and take a piece from each plate, and see if you can tell which is which. Without smell, you are left with taste. You may be surprised how much difference there is."

He then pulled out a large, spiny fruit. "We will also discuss the durian. Its taste is rather unique, and quite good. Its scent is...less so. The question is, since scent is such a large part of flavor, how does this work?"

He waved them toward the foods. "Let us discuss it."

Caritas, Thursday

[wrongkindofsith]

"Seriously, I leave you alone for five minutes and this is what happens?"

That was a very interesting definition of five minutes you had there, Cara. Not that Tino was answering her.

"At least move it off the bar."

Special
Free drinks if you can get Tino out of the blanket fort.

[Open.]

Groovy Tunes, Friday

[rebelseekspizza]

So getting Blondie the cat and getting Blondie the record meant Dante was now stuck on the early 80s.

Sorry, anyone who came in while Dante was wandering around the store and poking at guitars. Hope you liked synthpop.

[ open. i have no brain. ]