Two nobles, Johann Gustav and his niece Hildegard, arrive at Nobu one day. Hildegard makes an almost laughably complicated order. “Something tasty, but nothing smelly, spicy, sour, bitter or hard. And absolutely no potatoes, porridge, eggs, bread, or stew.” Not even the most famous of restaurants in Aitheria have been able to meet her request. 

Just how will Nobuyuki get himself out of this pickle?

He whips out a pot and a strange device that can make fire. What exactly is he up to…?

And I love this creamy, softly crumbling 
texture. It's so wonderful.
وأعشق هذا الملمس المُفتّت الرقيق
الأشبه بالقشدة. إنّه رائع جداً
Y es tan suave que se disuelve
en la boca al instante.
Y es tan suave que se disuelve
en la boca al instante.
Et ce doux fondant qui suavement
charme les papilles…
E adoro questa consistenza cremosa
e delicatamente friabile, è eccezionale.
E essa textura gentil
que se desfaz na boca...
Мне очень нравится эта кремовая 
и нежная текстура. Божественно.