He was tight-lipped about his recipes. Clues he let slip were inconstant. One day, a gurgle of this; the next, pipping bags full of that . . .
I try to reverse construct them. Mine never achieve his yummy solvent olive taste and texture; results clanging in discord with the original.
He regained his stolen prostethesis for his secret: ingredients fresh from Jensen’s mill at the end of the world.
A scrawled/scrawling scrap of silliness for mlmm wordle #328 and photo challenge #363
wordle words: tight-lipped; inconstant; texture; yummy; reverse; gurgle; pipes; solvent; olive; prostethesis; clang; discord. I took prostethesis to mean prosthesis – but I could be wrong in that assumption.
feature image: Erik Johansson
I'm listening . . . . . .