Disclaimer: D Grayman © Katsura Hoshino
A/N: Based on school work (yes, our economics T'cher should belong in Hell), & written 2+ AM. [so pardon me 4 any mistakes or crack]
Sodium Bicarbonate: (Sym NaCHO3) a chemical in the form of a white powder that dissolves and is used in baking to make cakes etc. rise to become light.
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It was not rare to locate Miranda Lotto in the kitchen. In fact, she enjoyed being in her private kitchenette; where she could concoct up various original, and palatable dishes.
There are many categories under 'food', and one she excelled in is rich-cakes. Her muffins, gateaux, sponge cakes… were on high demand. Her best customers, as notified by Jerry, were Allen (unsurprisingly) and Kanda (shockingly).
Of course, mishaps were bound to happen once in a while.
She was only human…
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Miranda hummed under her breath as she whisked up her infamous cakes. She received an order from Jerry that their cakes were running out, and they needed – required – new stocks. So, the kitchen staff turned to Miranda; she didn't charge any fees and her pastries were popular.
She was in a rather 'high' mood. Why shouldn't she when she returned to HQ safe, unharmed and succeeded in a mission?
Perhaps her mood, plus the happy thoughts running amok in her head, was the cause of this…mishap.
If she had been focused, she would have seen the label read 'sodium bicarbonate' instead of what she assumed was 'baking powder'. As any bakers or cooking students know, sodium bicarbonate gives cakes their…soapy taste.
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The afternoon Miranda sent her pastries to one of the kitchen staff – Jerry was busy in the cafeteria – her cakes went on sale.
Oh, pure carelessness.
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Within minutes Miranda's cakes were declared on sale, it was completely sold out. Yes, well, her cakes were home baked with love…
Imagine their faces when they took a bite.
The whole cafeteria was filled with scrunched up faces making spitting sounds. Thankfully, no one was sent to the infirmary.
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They never told Miranda what happened. They knew how fickle she is… and hence, food tasting was a must before food can be sold out. The kitchen staff supported the rule set by Lenalee's brother, though it was not carried out all the time…
That's the consumers' problems after all.