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He regarded the contents of his usual kit: ranks of vials with neat labels and brightly colored contents, a bottle of preserving alcohol, and the tiny knives and mortar and spoons to process findings in the field. As someone who had survived on the strength of his poisons, it felt strange and scary to lift out vial after vial and set them aside. But his life had gotten bigger than just poisons, and he would prove his mastery of less toxic herbs as well, so long as he didn't accidentally kill any of the judges with murderous macaroons or deadly dinner rolls.

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LL#1083

The workshop of the Shipwreck Repair Collective rang with the sounds of arguments as much as of crafting as the application date approached. Some wanted to practice baking, which required creating all manner of lifts and mixers and ovens in the workshop, while others wanted to prioritize the mecha suit that would make all of that irrelevant eventually. Those in the collective who had not become fixated on the contest watched from their workbenches in bemusement, fussily dusting away metal shavings and flour in equal measure.

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LL#1081

In our efforts to set all our clocks forward an hour for Daylight Savings Time, we seem to have overshot the mark by a decade or two. While we work on returning all impacted people and regions to the correct time period, we encourage you to enjoy the novel foods, music, shows, and fashion of this future. Though the temptation will be strong to seek out your future self for, shall we say, financial insights, remember that time streams are easily disrupted and unpredictable, so you may find it more fulfilling to collect experiences than lottery numbers while here.

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LL#1079

When the first whispers of the contest had reached hir ears in the bakery, ze knew two things: ze absolutely had to participate, and ze absolutely couldn't let Leslie know it was hir. Ze didn't want an unfair advantage or unreachable expectations from hir boss at Sea Mink, so a disguise would be just as important as a mastery of pastry. Somewhere along the way, thinking of mask designs while kneading and inventing new tart fillings while sculpting, the two things started to merge, flavors and textures melding into something new, like hir.

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LL#1077

The sort of person who joined a baking competition was not the sort of person who left well enough alone or stuck with safe choices. So in the weeks leading up to the application date, the kitchens of Lewisia bubbled and burned with ever more ambitious prototyping of strange new baked goods. Emergency services braced themselves against the sudden influx of exploded ovens, singed eyebrows, and vengeful yeast beasts.

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LL#1075

The Temples of Winding and Unwinding were not rival sects, given to territorial wars or political clashes through their histories, but partners in an endless dance. They typically operated out of the same community buildings, trading off days for services and responsibilities, their calendars a ballet of scheduling. Even their adherents tended to shift allegiance over time, called in some life stages to the dismantling of things into useful parts and in others to the piecing together of parts into cohesive wholes.

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LL#1074

🍞Now Baking🍰

New Bakes
Quick Breads: not as sweet as a loaf cake, not dependent on the patient work of yeast, quick breads have always been a great option, and ours are really quick, thanks to special time-altering loaf pans. Come watch us take them from batter to baked in an instant, made fresh to order. But eat them quick, before staleness or mold can get them (approximately five minutes after baking).

Sandwich: Smoked Mushroom (a variety of locally harvested mushrooms, preserved with incense smokes to carry both the taste and spirit of the forest, layered up thick on hearty bread, suitable for wrapping in a cloth and tucking away as one hikes up into the hills in search of adventure)

Experimental Cookie of the Month
January Theme: Birthday

Confetti Explosion: a classic sugar cookie enlivened by an assortment of flavored sprinkles, so each bite is a little different and brings with it a cascade of (eco-friendly, evaporating) confetti, you'll feel like a pinata but without the whole beaten-with-sticks part

One vote token provided with each cookie purchased. Vote for or against this variety in the boxes by the register. Winning varieties will get added to our roster for a year.

Advance Announcement: Fire up your ovens and grease your bundts! Applications will be accepted soon for contestants in the first-ever Lewisian Bake-Off.

Untold ages before, it had begun as funeral rites, the giving over of their dead to the mycelial neighbors in the forest. Fungi could, in time, learn to break down almost anything, and they were nearly as adaptable when it came to enmeshing themselves with living partners. Eventually, both parties stopped waiting for death to mediate the introductions, and they became a people of walking rot and wandering roots, networked by hyphae and studded with fruiting bodies.

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LL#1071

🍔 Diner Specials 🎵

Sandwich of the Month: Toadstool (available either grilled or breaded and fried, on your choice of bun, slathered with honey, comes with a free farewell party to celebrate your incipient disappearance into Fairyland)

Pie: The All of the Above (pastry crust filled with layers of custard, cake, fruit, and ice cream, enclosed in a ganache shell and decorated with whipped cream, tastes of what you want most*)

*flavors not guaranteed to be food-based or entirely enjoyable--some dreams are bitter, and some wishes are more fleeting than spun sugar

At the Soda Fountain: Rain Cloud (the soda that doesn't need a glass, just squeeze this fluffy, floating puff for a refreshing cloud burst of sparkling rainwater)

New on the jukebox: “Diplocaulus Tango” by Extinction Instruments

Family visits were always a bit embarrassing: showing off one’s awkward first attempts at homemaking, trying to explain away the shortcomings of whatever home could be afforded by the young and newly independent, caught between the child’s need for approval and the adult’s need for independence. She showed her family around the little planet, highlighting its charming geological formations even as she tried to brush aside yet another garbage patch that had somehow escaped her frantic cleaning efforts. “Well, it’s a bit of a fixer-upper,” her primary manifesting element commented, “but it’s good for a young deity to have a project.”

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LL#1068