Chronicle XIV

Duperman kept watch over Big City in his leisure time, taking out any and all threats as soon as he became aware. A darkness, however, had spawned. It was not evil alone, but hatred and spite which he could sense lurking. Before dealing with that, he found a quest to keep himself totally occupied. His target? The Mhuong Calzone.

“Said to be the most flavorful pocket in the culinary universe, the Mhuong Calzone is an elusive treat. Chefs are discouraged from ever attempting to create one, as those who do are often kidnapped to be enslaved personal chefs. Within the buttery walls of this delight exist a combination of ingredients so rare and divine that only one can be crafted each year. Pepperoni medallions line the inner walls while thick-cut, julienned pepperoni fortifies the center. That’s right. Double pep. It’s served at a temperature that is sustained for the entire eating, a temperature that scientists have trouble replicating in a lab. The Mhuong Calzone is garnished with herbs cut so fine that the light bouncing off of your eyes as you gaze upon them causes them to disintegrate. It’s meant to be eaten with eyes and ears covered so that all you experience are the smell, feeling and wondrous taste of the single most enticing delight ever put together in a kitchen.”

“Okay.” a man in his underwear replied. “I was just asking why you were in my house.”

“Whoops.”

Duperman flew out the window.