With supplies scarce, it can be tricky getting some decent tasting food. It doesn't help that there's a lot of people that need to be fed. Maybe the gruel you make will come out alright. You need to write out at least 300 words in order to claim reward for this quest.
Step One: Seeing what Ingredients you have at your disposal.
Roll 4d10. Match up the results with the list below.
Pinch of salt Pinch of pepper Baked beans Handful of dried pasta Questionable meat SUGAR Some sort of grain. I think it's grains. Right? Right...? Bottle of unidentified black liquid A ghost pepper (where did this even come from?) Peas and corn
Step Two:Tasting After rping out making the stuff, it's time to give it a taste. Roll 1d6 to see how it turns out.
OH GOD ARE YOU TRYING TO MAKE POISON? THIS IS VOMIT INDU--UURURUGGH!!! It might not be the worse thing you've tasted, but it's close. +1 bars It really could be better. But hey, gotta survive, right? +2 bars It turned out decently. It at least tastes edible. +2 bars Not bad at all. It actually tastes pretty good.+3 bars This tastes like magic. Wonderful wonderful magic. +6 bars
Rewards In addition to the rewards already listed, if you rolled a 4 or higher in step 2, you also receive 25% Kitchen Cred. If you rolled 3 or less, you earn 10% Kitchen Cred. Please keep track of your Cred in your journal! You will need it in order to complete Officer level quests!
Posted: Sun Sep 20, 2015 8:07 pm
Grain, Baked Beans x 2, Ghost Pepper
Maria was sent to the kitchens as one of her first recruit tasks. They wanted to see how she would fare outside of the med ward, and if she could handle correctly using the limited supply. So, she was part of the group to help make dinner, and her work was not easy.
Looking down at her supplies, she had a bag of a mixed grain, massive amounts of baked beans, and some ghost peppers. Rubbing her head, she tried to think of something she could make out of the weird hodgepodge of ingredients.
"Maybe...a soup...it seems simple enough..."
She began to heat the beans, and added in the grains so they would cook with the juices. Putting on gloves (because even she knew a ghost pepper was not fun), she cut it up and took out the seeds, before adding it in as well and letting the whole thing cook slowly in the giant pots. Every so often, she made sure to stir the concoction and check to see if the grains and beans were heating up nicely. There was no boil, but the simmer seemed to work and a nice smell was filling the air.
Once it seemed heated and the grains saturated, she turned down the heat and took a bowl for herself...it was time to see if her work had paid off.
As she lifted the spoon for taste, she was immediately assaulted with the ghost pepper, the item burning her mouth and bringing tears to her eyes. Had it not been there, the grain and beans may have been manageable, but there was no solution to the heat that filled her senses. Her nose began to run as she rushed to spit out the soup in a nearby sink, whining a bit while the heat died down. If only she had milk as she heard that helps.
Even then, she doubted she would waste such a resource.
As the heat finally died down, she turned to the giant mash and groaned at her failure. But at least she learned a valuable lesson.
