Anyone care for some leola root?

[captainproton]

Tom was in front of one of the replicators in Ten Forward, doing a favor for the crew and guests of the Enterprise. He was programming in leola root stew. And then maybe if they were lucky he'd get to leola root casserole, tart, tea and leola root rice pilaf. Really, the alpha quadrant didn't know what they were missing, and Tom was determined to expose them to it. They needed to suffer every bit as the Voyager crew. Too bad Enteprise's replicators were working and no one was forced to eat it.  Maybe he could do something about that, it would be a learning experience for them. He'd be exposing them to other alien cultures! Wasn't that their mission?

"Computer, One cup of leola root stew, hot."

Picking it up and tasting it, Tom grimaced.

"I had forgotten how truly disgusting this stuff is. Might need more mildew though...."

And then Tom looked around for B'Elanna to have her taste it. Seven should be thrilled she always stuck to nutritional supplements on Voyager and as thus Tom couldn't subject her to his little experiment. 

Tom grabbed the nearest person he could find, offering the bowl. "Do me a favor. Taste this." And held the cup up to them.

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[multispacialklingon]

B'Elanna made a face at him. "Why, are you eating that?" She shook her head at him. "Don't think for one second I am eating that. Married or not."

[captainproton]

"Oh come on B'Elanna. You're the only one who can tell if if it's authentic. Do it for science! Do it to get back at every single Starfleet officer who ever pushed you around? Share the joy! I think they need to find out what they're missing, with their cushy replicators and no replicator rations. Don't you?" Tom said, smirking.

[multispacialklingon]

B'Elanna made a face at him, and then her eyes went to the cup. "Science.... I'm sure. You must think that you're talking to Neelix." She reached out and grabbed the cup.

"You owe me, and I mean to collect."

[captainproton]

"And what would my lovely wife like in exchange? " Tom handed her a spoon, grinning wildly. "And be sure to tell me if it needs more mildew."