Let me serve you a meal!
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spottoI hope you are hungry.
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Touhou is a restaurant. I stepped into this restaurant, after months of searching for a new restaurant to become a regular customer of. I have entered a few others before, but was unsatisfied. I tried going to a few old classics, but their menu had thinned out since the last I had been there, and thus could not enjoy the dishes I had savoured so much before. The current restaurant I was a regular customer of, was Negima, and they were peppering their dishes with shounen far too much for my taste-buds, so I went on a mission to search for a new one.
Immediately, as I stepped into this Touhou restaurant, I noticed how massive the interior was. No restaurant had I seen before was of this great size, only the Hetalia Restaurant down the road could compare. I noticed that most of the people weren't actually eating, but also making their own meal, something like a buffet where they could choose whatever food they wished to compliment their dish. This wasn't just any buffet however, as usually buffets weren't particularly of high-quality, especially nowadays. It was like every table had their own stove, had their own ingredients and each person was adding their own flare to the original masterpiece, created by the head chef. The most popular dishes created by the customers were on the menu, and if you wished you could try any of these third-party meals yourself. Such was highly recommended before you picked up your own spatula to prepare your very own original dish.
The restaurant was so unique that I returned every day, trying out something different each time I came in. My favourite dish soon became the Koi-fish, with so many different takes on the original plate created by the always-busy head chef. I enjoyed almost every one of them; it was like heaven for my stomach. No wonder this place was so highly praised by various food critics, and even my own friends regularly came into this place, but usually for the bar.
The bar served some of the most incredible drinks I had ever found the pleasure tasting; my tongue was treated like a king by the liquid that ran down my throat. Many of them matched a specific dish you could order from the chef, and again there were a great amount of people experimenting with the initial drinks, seeing what mixed and what didn't to create the best beverage. I too had a favourite drink, or rather favourite drinks, due to how difficult it was to truly choose on over another. However, the one drink I ordered the most was always some form of the Emotional Skyscraper, which had this pleasant, slightly sweet- taste to it, but not that sweet, nor so rough like a pitcher of good, cold beer, but always in a satisfying amount, never too much or too little. A sip would always warrant a sound of satisfaction, an ahh, but never a burp, never the need to go the washroom after one-too-many, either.
But I digress, despite how completely brilliant the drinks were, the food was what particularly interested me. Every single day I came in, often times ordered varieties of the Koi-fish, but I had been trying out the variations of a relatively new dish that day. My favourite drink too, was just as recent as this new dish that the head-chef had invented. The little decorations, clad with mini-anchors, and the fresh seafood aroma of it--I always loved seafood, so it felt like something I truly would enjoy. The only name given to it was "Captain's Choice", which gave me no indication of what might've been in the dish at all, simply that some sailor out there enjoyed it so much to the point of turning it into a real dish, and not being able to describe it anything other than it was just good.
I took a bite, and nothing really exploded in my tastebuds as I had expected. One would think that something considered so delicious by a well-respected person would have some punch to it, something indescribable, yet amazing. My tongue could feel some texture, some faint, unidentified taste to it, something with great potential in my mind, as if it was made to be experimented on the various little stoves scattered about in the restaurant. I knew that many of the original dishes were probably like so, so as I downed my Anchor (said to be a mix of unidentified objects caught by a mythical being named Captain Murasa during an Interdimensional Voyage) Brand beer, considered to be the best drink to go with such dish, I thought to try out what others had decided to do with said dish.
One notable plate was littered with ingredients that would always leave your mouth wanting for more. It literally beat the shit out of your innards with savoury-goodness, almost like four different-kinds of slaughtered animal put together to make some magical roasted animal, with six pints of Jack Daniels added in for good measure. I loved it a lot, and I always ordered it at least once a week, but despite the fact that it was advertised as a variant of Captain's Choice, I never did taste anything that resembled one bit of the original dish, which was what I was looking for in the first place. The chef behind such dish had come from the Deviant Institute of Culinary Arts. Which more often than not graduated students that never should be making food in the first place, but despite how little the dish resembled the original, the chef still made a delightful meal in my eyes. There had to be a reason this sort of dish was the most popular Captain's Choice.
Constantly I searched for another variant that would've been fresh, yet filling, but always I ended with disappointment. Sometimes it was too sweet, too sugary, other times too salty or greasy. The corresponding drinks on the other hand would have some amazing mixes, particularly the Mintea STARMINE Anchor beer, which didn't seem like a beer anymore, yet still retained that original taste. Another good mixed drink was the Sky Pirate version, with tons of rum added in. I couldn't simply lean on the bar forever, nor eat Koi-fish every single time I visited, so finally I went up to those little stoves, the one I chose almost like an easy-bake-oven...
I did my best, what I thought in my mind would've made the dish the best that it could be. I wanted to throw in one of the UFOs as a side-dish as well, but that would be a thought process I should take on in the future, after I was done with my experimenting. I mixed many ingredients in the pot, tried stir-frying, frying, boiling, steaming, anything. What could I do to make this delicious menu item better? The potential was there, but where was the final result? Would even I be able to do something like that?
Well, I've finished. This is the result; I hope you enjoy your meal because I did my best. I highly recommend some STARMINE Anchor Beer to go with it. I believe it will compliment it well.
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FUCK YOU LIVEJOURNAL.
The story has now been relocated here. If Freewebs is an absolute bastard, try here.
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I hope you enjoyed your meal! Spotto out.
....I AM SORRY FOR THE HORRIBLE ANALOGY. I THOUGHT IT MADE ME SOUND COOL.
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Touhou is a restaurant. I stepped into this restaurant, after months of searching for a new restaurant to become a regular customer of. I have entered a few others before, but was unsatisfied. I tried going to a few old classics, but their menu had thinned out since the last I had been there, and thus could not enjoy the dishes I had savoured so much before. The current restaurant I was a regular customer of, was Negima, and they were peppering their dishes with shounen far too much for my taste-buds, so I went on a mission to search for a new one.
Immediately, as I stepped into this Touhou restaurant, I noticed how massive the interior was. No restaurant had I seen before was of this great size, only the Hetalia Restaurant down the road could compare. I noticed that most of the people weren't actually eating, but also making their own meal, something like a buffet where they could choose whatever food they wished to compliment their dish. This wasn't just any buffet however, as usually buffets weren't particularly of high-quality, especially nowadays. It was like every table had their own stove, had their own ingredients and each person was adding their own flare to the original masterpiece, created by the head chef. The most popular dishes created by the customers were on the menu, and if you wished you could try any of these third-party meals yourself. Such was highly recommended before you picked up your own spatula to prepare your very own original dish.
The restaurant was so unique that I returned every day, trying out something different each time I came in. My favourite dish soon became the Koi-fish, with so many different takes on the original plate created by the always-busy head chef. I enjoyed almost every one of them; it was like heaven for my stomach. No wonder this place was so highly praised by various food critics, and even my own friends regularly came into this place, but usually for the bar.
The bar served some of the most incredible drinks I had ever found the pleasure tasting; my tongue was treated like a king by the liquid that ran down my throat. Many of them matched a specific dish you could order from the chef, and again there were a great amount of people experimenting with the initial drinks, seeing what mixed and what didn't to create the best beverage. I too had a favourite drink, or rather favourite drinks, due to how difficult it was to truly choose on over another. However, the one drink I ordered the most was always some form of the Emotional Skyscraper, which had this pleasant, slightly sweet- taste to it, but not that sweet, nor so rough like a pitcher of good, cold beer, but always in a satisfying amount, never too much or too little. A sip would always warrant a sound of satisfaction, an ahh, but never a burp, never the need to go the washroom after one-too-many, either.
But I digress, despite how completely brilliant the drinks were, the food was what particularly interested me. Every single day I came in, often times ordered varieties of the Koi-fish, but I had been trying out the variations of a relatively new dish that day. My favourite drink too, was just as recent as this new dish that the head-chef had invented. The little decorations, clad with mini-anchors, and the fresh seafood aroma of it--I always loved seafood, so it felt like something I truly would enjoy. The only name given to it was "Captain's Choice", which gave me no indication of what might've been in the dish at all, simply that some sailor out there enjoyed it so much to the point of turning it into a real dish, and not being able to describe it anything other than it was just good.
I took a bite, and nothing really exploded in my tastebuds as I had expected. One would think that something considered so delicious by a well-respected person would have some punch to it, something indescribable, yet amazing. My tongue could feel some texture, some faint, unidentified taste to it, something with great potential in my mind, as if it was made to be experimented on the various little stoves scattered about in the restaurant. I knew that many of the original dishes were probably like so, so as I downed my Anchor (said to be a mix of unidentified objects caught by a mythical being named Captain Murasa during an Interdimensional Voyage) Brand beer, considered to be the best drink to go with such dish, I thought to try out what others had decided to do with said dish.
One notable plate was littered with ingredients that would always leave your mouth wanting for more. It literally beat the shit out of your innards with savoury-goodness, almost like four different-kinds of slaughtered animal put together to make some magical roasted animal, with six pints of Jack Daniels added in for good measure. I loved it a lot, and I always ordered it at least once a week, but despite the fact that it was advertised as a variant of Captain's Choice, I never did taste anything that resembled one bit of the original dish, which was what I was looking for in the first place. The chef behind such dish had come from the Deviant Institute of Culinary Arts. Which more often than not graduated students that never should be making food in the first place, but despite how little the dish resembled the original, the chef still made a delightful meal in my eyes. There had to be a reason this sort of dish was the most popular Captain's Choice.
Constantly I searched for another variant that would've been fresh, yet filling, but always I ended with disappointment. Sometimes it was too sweet, too sugary, other times too salty or greasy. The corresponding drinks on the other hand would have some amazing mixes, particularly the Mintea STARMINE Anchor beer, which didn't seem like a beer anymore, yet still retained that original taste. Another good mixed drink was the Sky Pirate version, with tons of rum added in. I couldn't simply lean on the bar forever, nor eat Koi-fish every single time I visited, so finally I went up to those little stoves, the one I chose almost like an easy-bake-oven...
I did my best, what I thought in my mind would've made the dish the best that it could be. I wanted to throw in one of the UFOs as a side-dish as well, but that would be a thought process I should take on in the future, after I was done with my experimenting. I mixed many ingredients in the pot, tried stir-frying, frying, boiling, steaming, anything. What could I do to make this delicious menu item better? The potential was there, but where was the final result? Would even I be able to do something like that?
Well, I've finished. This is the result; I hope you enjoy your meal because I did my best. I highly recommend some STARMINE Anchor Beer to go with it. I believe it will compliment it well.
---
FUCK YOU LIVEJOURNAL.
The story has now been relocated here. If Freewebs is an absolute bastard, try here.
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I hope you enjoyed your meal! Spotto out.
....I AM SORRY FOR THE HORRIBLE ANALOGY. I THOUGHT IT MADE ME SOUND COOL.
