Not So Berry (Straud Descendants) Today's (1/9/2026) Episode: The Other Thing I Always Wanted
After Noemi and Luigi’s memorial, Skye did xir best to rally, throwing xemself into homelife and work with a kind of desperate focus.
Unfortunately, this left xir burning the candle at both ends and burning out in the process. "Some things stay terrible forever," xe complained to Elyse, coughing violently as xe sampled the latest line of bubble flavors for a review at a karaoke bar downtown. "It’s comforting, really.“
Xe laughed weakly. "An Expert Epicurean, reviewing novelty sludge at a karaoke bar. What’s the reward for all my hard work? A stomachache.“
"Did I tell you Walrus Books offered me a job? Probably Sullivan’s doing." Xe shook xir head in disbelief. "Wild how we went from me catching him cheating, with my boss no less, to him sending me job leads. I was this close to just saying yes and texting in my farewells to the paper."
“You are allowed to quit The Times if you’re over it,” Elyse replied, patting the seat beside her. “I make enough to keep us going, and if you focused more on the kids, I could take extra gigs.” She hesitated. “Have you put any more thought into trying for a baby?” she trailed off as Skye shook xir head.
“I’m not ready.” Xe looked down at xir hands. If my body fails again, it’s over. “Anyway,” xe added with a strained little laugh, “I didn’t come this far just to give up before I get promoted to Curator of the Finest Flavors. Which, yes, is an actual position and not something out of a culinary fever dream.”
Elyse reached for xir hand. “We’ll all love you either way, you know.”
Skye nodded. “I know. Sometimes I just wish my career had gone a different direction entirely.” Xe sighed, xir dream of running xir own restaurant surfacing briefly before xe pushed it to the back of xir mind.
Skye had never stopped believing in xir ability to climb the ranks at The Times, but the idea of running a restaurant felt like a fairy tale. Which was why, when the opportunity to turn that fairy tale into reality landed in xir lap, xe hardly knew what to say.
“I invited you guys over because this place,” Beau gestured around the dining room of Whimsy Kitchen, the restaurant he’d run since Skye was in high school, “Takes far too much of my time for the tastes of my lady love.” He grinned, clearly still besotted with his new bride.
“I’ll be honest,” he continued, “business hasn’t exactly been booming, but I figure a fancy food critic like you knows a few tricks to turn that around.”
Skye took a bite of the grand breakfast in front of xem and summoned every ounce of xir journalistic neutrality to keep from flinching. Step one, xe thought grimly, serve something edible.
Oblivious to the near miss to his pride, Uncle Beau continued, “Skye, you’re the obvious choice to take this place over from me, if you’re willing.”
“I don’t know…” Skye replied slowly, though xir imagination was already at work. Strip the wallpaper, replace these battered chairs… Xe ran xir finger along the torn upholstery as xe pictured a better version of the room. Invest in high-quality ingredients, change up the menu. I always thought an Italian place would suit me. I could teach the chefs my recipes, if I can get them to stop overcooking literally everything.
“Earth to Skye,” Elyse laughed softly. “Its obvious you’re silently redecorating this place in your head already. Whatever it takes to make what you’re envisioning work, we’ll figure it out together.”
Skye turned toward her, hesitation giving way to hope. “Are you sure?” xe asked. “If I jump into this, I won’t have much bandwidth for… other things.” Xe didn’t say ‘the baby,’ but xe didn’t have to.
“This is something you’ve wanted for a long time,” she said softly, her gaze drifting toward the middle distance as she thought of Skye’s eulogy for xir parents and the unconditional love xe had praised them for showing xem.
It’s my turn, finally, to give you that, she thought. Even if it means we never get our baby. “I think it’s time you take this leap of faith.”
Skye nodded to xir uncle, a grin spreading across xir face. “I’m in, let’s do it!”
Xe wasn’t finished critiquing other sims’ restaurants, but now Skye finally had one of xir own to defend.











