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[h1][color=f49ac2]Amaris Marivaldi[/color][/h1]
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[i][color=f49ac2]This [b]type[/b] of tomato? There are more than one?[/color][/i] Amaris thought as surprise lit up her face. Perhaps another version might have been a better fit flavor-wise, however, the more Nasir spoke on the subject, the less she agreed with her own assumption. She could understand the clashing textures, as the slices had been rather soft and saturated with water… but how was she to know about the acidity? The deliciously red food hadn’t given her any indications that it would be such a counterproductively bold ingredient. 

Needless to say, the Countess was rather disappointed in her failure. Her expression spoke clearly to her frustrations, but she kept her concerns to herself and instead refocused on the advice the professor was supplying her. It wasn’t as if the ingredient was a bad one, it had simply been a poor choice when paired with her other selections. To combat the softness of the ingredient she should have used something crisp or crunchy, which bacon or lettuce was recommended for. After a moment’s deliberation, Amaris nodded her head in understanding and smiled her acceptance of her new instruction.

“[color=f49ac2]I appreciate your guidance sir, I will certainly try to make full use of these notes.[/color]” Turning back to her station, Amaris stepped up to the plate and cast her failed creation aside. Rather than starting with the bread, same as she had the first time, the Countess instead decided to pull the tomato, lettuce, and bacon before her on the table. From what she understood of the ingredients, they should have worked fine on their own, but something still felt lacking. There had to be something else she could add that would compliment the combination the instructor had suggested, but what was left for her to work with? Without the peanut butter and slices of banana, Amaris was left with just three options: jelly, mayo, and mustard.

“[color=f49ac2]A spread could tie the flavors together without drastically altering the texture… If I pick the right one.[/color]” She mused softly to herself. But which one was the right one?

The Countess carefully slid the jelly to sit among the triad before leaning in to take in the scent. All she was met with, however, was the overwhelmingly sweetness of whatever fruit the jelly had been made of. If the smell alone was capable of drowning out the rest of the ingredients, Amaris assumed it would do the same with the taste. That left her with only two options: the mayo and the mustard. She repeated the same process with each of the spreads, but neither stood out as being particularly inappropriate for the selection. Still, she had to choose something. After a bit of back and forth, Amaris finally settled on the more subtle of the two options and set to work carefully constructing the sandwich she would be presenting to Maddie.