"ketpin, there is a giant tomato flowting in spayce."
"perfect. let's lasso it in and make pizzas."
"hell yeah."
"apologies, captain, but would it be possible to pick a cuisine that is not italian?"
"anything for you, darl- mr. spock. we will make sandwiches instead."
"green-blooded hobgoblin. why do you so constantly insist on making life miserable?"
"i believe it is the captain who has decided."
"stop fighting, you two. how about we take a vote on it?"
should they make pizzas or sandwiches?
pizzas
sandwiches
neither. a surprise pick of kirk's choice
"attention all hands. this is the captain. the votes have been cast, and it seems that the decision has been left to me. i propose that we have tomato quesedillas with basil and feta cheese. i have instructed both mr. spock and dr. mccoy to not argue with me on this. kirk out."
"well, you two?"
"i won't enjoy it. the ex-wife used to make quesedillas."
"i haven't had the opportunity to try this earth delicacy, the que-se-dilla. why did you choose it, captain?"
"cheer up, bones. and well, captain pike lent me a recipe i have been eager to try. you're in for a treat."
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