Allison
_Krikka Feest sat a bit back on the wagon seat, his strange eyes fixed on Terrel. There was an odd laugh under the breath, but coming from him it was more akin to a rustling of dead leaves, or grating branches. He glanced back to his packed wagon, leaning on one arm on the top of the seat and gesturing to his assortment of pots, pans and ingredients._ "Yes, yes perhaps the weather or something of the like..."

"Touched it up, here and there. Tried many different flavors. Trying to make it... Better. One time I used a thickened cream of cow's milk, to thicken the soup and give it a sweeter taste... It was strange. Needs something else" _he added, turning back to Terrel with a shrug._
Janise
"What about your other dishes then?"*The Silnari questioned.*"Been trying to improve them as well I assume?"*Terrel paused to think on it for a moment with the Qua talking about becoming a classed chef.*"You know, if you are looking to become a high end chef, I may know someone who wouldn't mind assisting in such."
Allison
_Krikka had to think on that for a moment. Krikka had mostly been working with vegetables and herbs. Soups. Bit lately, he had touched up with other kinds._

"Well... An insect kebab comes to mind. Flavourful bugs, a mix of flavours that one. A favorite of mine. And there's the ungulate stew. With few vegetables thrown into the mix" _the Qua said in response, considering the recipes he had been trialling.

He leaned forward, curiosity captivating his gaze._ "Do tell, do tell. Who would be able to assist?"