Posted by Lieutenant Commander Finn Grady (First Officer) in Real food

Posted by Crewman Mike Isekai (Ship’s Cook) in Real food
As the day ends there is alot of buzz coming from the officers lounge that has been transformed on the weekends to a ship’s restaurant called Isekai. The smell of real food fills up the entire deck. Steaks cooking soups, boiling, and pattys cooking.

The menu remains pretty open, and of course, there are some weekly specials

Just by looking inside, one table has Italian spaghetti another table has sushi and another table has a big plate of grilled chicken

Mike Isekai (Ships cook)

Finn walked into the officers’ lounge at the end of his shift feeling very ready to get some sort of refreshment into his stomach and relax a little. Since they had started the mission he had found himself a little busier than usual, though this was to be expected as XO. There was a lot to be managed with these types of missions. He stopped short when he encountered all of the smells wafting around the lounge.

“Well now this is a fun little surprise,” he muttered to himself as he glanced around at the various dishes on tables.

He vaguely remembered hearing something about a restaurant and figured this must be the work of the new ship’s cook and looked around to find him.

Lieutenant Commander Grady - XO

Mike just got done putting a seafood platter down at a table and walked over and saw XO wipe his hand with his towel he approached and said “hello sir welcome to Isekai. Would you like some food? I can make you anything you want. It will take a few minutes or do you want a drink? I can make it any cocktail you want” and pointed to a screen on the wall. “We also have some daily specials along with some decent wine and beer selections.”

He looked at the Excel with a big grin and said “ what will it be?”

Mike Isekai (Ships cook)

Max hadn’t planned on leaving Sickbay because he still had to do his physical until he caught the smell drifting down the corridor.

Real food. Not the replicator stuff.

He followed his nose to the officers lounge and stopped in the doorway, taking in all the tables that had spaghetti, sushi, and grilled chicken

He spotted the XO talking to the cook and hung back a moment, not wanting to interrupt.

“Didn’t know we had a restaurant on board,” he muttered mostly to himself. As he waited he looked at the daily specials on the wall.

Ensign Max Hunter (Security Officer)