Maud placed a rock between two slices of bread and passed it off to Taste Explosion.

“Hmm. Um...” Taste scrunched up his face and looked at it from several different angles. He tapped on the rock. “Wha-what the heck is this? I was going to say something about the banker being allergic to bread but this doesn't even look edible!”

“It's a shale sandwich.” Maud picked it up and took a bite. “I like it.”

Taste Explosion gaped and gave her the strangest look as she crunched down the sedimentary meal. “W-well you shouldn't just assume that other ponies have the same tastes that you do.” He flinched when she took another bite. “Seriously, how can you even eat that?”

“With my mouth,” Maud said, between bites.

“Well, you and your mouth can go elsewhere. I can't have the inspectors shutting down my kitchen again for heath violations.”

Drat.

Start over?