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“Y'know, suddenly I'm in the mood for salmon roe."
"Huh? W-where did that come from?"
"C'mon, ain't they similar?"
"Not in the least! Sheesh! Do you not have any appreciation for the beauty of the scenery around us? 'Bread is better than the song of birds,' indeed. Goodness gracious."
"Hey! That's not what I meant. I do think the scenery is pretty. It's just that noshing on these salmon-skin crisps made me think of it, that's all."
"Oh goodness. The strange places your mind goes. *giggle*"
That's weird.
Before, all it took was the mere mention of Yukihira's name or a glimpse of his face to utterly ruin my mood.
Realizing that he's the son of Chef Saiba, the one man I admire most, felt as if the precious memories of my youth were suddenly tarnished.
Yet here I am, sitting and chatting with him in this small cabin...
And honestly...
... it isn't all that bad.”
― Yuto Tsukuda, ʳꪤΥ½©`¥Þ 21 [Shokugeki no Souma 21]

“I'd parboiled potatoes for too long and wrecked my plan to roast them and serve them alongside prime rib. But I'd thought fast, crushing the potatoes and frying them into little cakes topped with sour cream and salmon roe, then scattering everything with fresh dill.”
― Sarah Chamberlain, The Slowest Burn