Culinary Conundrum
A Thursday Prompt story
© 2026 by Walter Reimer
Prompt: laser
The sound of grumbling from the kitchen caused Jim’s ears to perk as the retriever stepped out of the bathroom. He stepped into the kitchen and saw his wife Alice glaring at her phone. “What’s wrong, dear?” he asked.
The retriever femme glowered at the phone as if it had personally insulted her. “I’m trying to make this one old recipe,” she said, “and I can’t find one ingredient.”
“Is it something you can leave out?” Jim asked.
Alice shook her head. “It’s supposed to be essential, but there’s no sign of it in any of the spice shop websites.”
“What are you looking for?”
“Laser.”
“Laser?”
“Yeah.”
Jim looked over her shoulder. “Let’s try something. Type ‘laser’ and ‘spice’ in, and hit Search.”
Alice complied and frowned at the search results. “Huh.”
“What?”
“’Laser’ is another word for ‘laserwort,’ or silphium.” Alice poked at her phone. “Oh hell.”
“What?”
“It’s extinct.”
“No kidding?”
“Here, see for yourself,” and she gave the phone to him.
“Huh,” Jim said. “Hang on a minute.”
“What?”
“Well, let’s see if there’s a modern equivalent.” He started typing into the phone’s search engine.
“I didn’t think of that.” She saw his ears perk and then lay back and she asked, “Nothing?”
“Something. It’s called asafetida,” and he said the word slowly to get the pronunciation right. “Says we can get it at any place that sells Indian or South Asian food.”
“Isn’t there an Asian market across town?” Alice asked.
Jim nodded. “Fancy a short shopping trip?”
“Sure.”
end
A Thursday Prompt story
© 2026 by Walter Reimer
Prompt: laser
The sound of grumbling from the kitchen caused Jim’s ears to perk as the retriever stepped out of the bathroom. He stepped into the kitchen and saw his wife Alice glaring at her phone. “What’s wrong, dear?” he asked.
The retriever femme glowered at the phone as if it had personally insulted her. “I’m trying to make this one old recipe,” she said, “and I can’t find one ingredient.”
“Is it something you can leave out?” Jim asked.
Alice shook her head. “It’s supposed to be essential, but there’s no sign of it in any of the spice shop websites.”
“What are you looking for?”
“Laser.”
“Laser?”
“Yeah.”
Jim looked over her shoulder. “Let’s try something. Type ‘laser’ and ‘spice’ in, and hit Search.”
Alice complied and frowned at the search results. “Huh.”
“What?”
“’Laser’ is another word for ‘laserwort,’ or silphium.” Alice poked at her phone. “Oh hell.”
“What?”
“It’s extinct.”
“No kidding?”
“Here, see for yourself,” and she gave the phone to him.
“Huh,” Jim said. “Hang on a minute.”
“What?”
“Well, let’s see if there’s a modern equivalent.” He started typing into the phone’s search engine.
“I didn’t think of that.” She saw his ears perk and then lay back and she asked, “Nothing?”
“Something. It’s called asafetida,” and he said the word slowly to get the pronunciation right. “Says we can get it at any place that sells Indian or South Asian food.”
“Isn’t there an Asian market across town?” Alice asked.
Jim nodded. “Fancy a short shopping trip?”
“Sure.”
end
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I've made two dishes with asafetida. Found it marked under the name "Hing" at an Asian grocery.
It shows up in some Indian cooking, and it gives you a nice roast onion-garlic umami flavor.
However . . . the word 'asafetida' translates as 'stinking gum,' and it means it. It's very pungent, and I keep the jar in a sealed zip-lock bag.
In a container.
In my freezer.
The one in my garage.
It shows up in some Indian cooking, and it gives you a nice roast onion-garlic umami flavor.
However . . . the word 'asafetida' translates as 'stinking gum,' and it means it. It's very pungent, and I keep the jar in a sealed zip-lock bag.
In a container.
In my freezer.
The one in my garage.
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