Lost Era 6 by Margaret Wander Bonanno

Author:Margaret Wander Bonanno [Bonanno, Margaret Wander]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: General, Fiction, Science Fiction, Space Opera, Adventure
ISBN: 9780743464086
Publisher: Simon and Schuster
Published: 2003-08-31T23:00:00+00:00

Back on the ship, it was clear from the aromas that Sisko had found his eggplant. Albatross's galley was barely big enough for him to turn around in, but, having gathered all the ingredients he needed on Tenjin, he was making magic there.

"Step right up, ladies and gentleman," he announced, spooning something savory and steaming over plates of fluffy white rice. "No replicated rations tonight. This evening's main entree is freshly prepared, completely vegetarian, and guaranteed to please the most demanding palate."

"What is it?" Selar asked, inhaling appreciatively before taking her plate to a nearby console where she could work on Sekaran's data while she ate.

"Eggplant ratatouille," Sisko explained, watching for the nods of approval as each one tasted his masterpiece. "Baby eggplant sauteed in virgin olive oil with finely chopped Vidalia onions and fresh garlic, then blended with carrots, plum tomatoes, three kinds of bell peppers, a few new potatoes, some zucchini, cilantro, cayenne, and, well, a few secret ingredients of my own, and simmered to perfection."

"Excellent," Selar remarked.

"Indeed," Tuvok concurred. "All of this from ingredients gathered on Tenjin?"

"Not counting my own secret spice blends," Sisko grinned. "I have my own herb garden on Okinawa. And I never go anywhere without some. I sure hope I haven't violated the Prime Directive by comparing recipes with the Tenji," he added with a wink, "although the restaurant did call itself the Interplanetary Café, and I could swear the sous-chef with the blue feathers had a distinctly Cajun accent..."

He stopped himself and blinked at Zetha, who had finished her portion in the time he'd been talking. "Did you even taste what you just ate?"

"It's good," Zetha said as if stating the obvious, wiping her plate inelegantly with her fingers to get the last of the tomato sauce. "Is there more?"

"Don't know where she puts it!" Sisko marveled, doling out a second helping and watching her attack that with equal gusto. "If you're going to eat with your fingers planetside, no one will ever mistake you for a Vulcan."

"I'll remember that," Zetha said with her mouth full. "But where I come from, when there's food, you eat it."

Sisko still wasn't sure he believed she had simply been plucked off the streets of the Romulan capital and sent to them on a mission of mercy. He intended to have a little chat with Tuvok on that very subject when Zetha was out of earshot. Assuming Zetha was ever out of earshot; she seemed to be everywhere on the small ship except where he'd denied her access, mostly following Selar around like a puppy, setting up petri dishes, sterilizing instruments, tidying the lab. For now-

"Where did you-?" he began, but just then Uhura's voice interrupted him.

"Dr. McCoy's identified our mad scientist," she said, shimmering into being, flanked by Crusher and McCoy. "It may not help us much, but it's a start."

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