Peering into the Heavens through Plates

The Headmaster loved eating and ate well. As long as he was present, no one else would be in charge of ordering food. As the saying went, hot and cold dishes, meat and vegetarian dishes, they each have their own uses. When put together, the meal was refreshing and looking at the menu alone would make one salivate.

The dishes looked simple, but much attention had been paid to the ingredients used. The dishes had to be cooked on the spot and there was some time before they could be served. The Headmaster had long made preparations for this. He placed a basin of iced mashed taro on the table.

"Desserts are supposed to be sweet. I despise gourmets who want light deserts the most. If they want it to be light, then they might as well drink clean water. Why eat sweet food?"