She accepted one of the slices and picked up a fork. Taking a bite, she savored its rich flavor. "Is this replicated? It doesn't taste like it."
"Not not at all....I asked a guy I know in the Promenade to make it. Specializes in home-made old-Earth delicacies." Candance changed the subject to a much happier one: their daughter, Lauren. Her ship had docked at the deep space station. "She said she'll send us a long message as soon as she has overseen the beginning of repairs to ship's engines." His eyes lit up, "Outstanding...we need to throw a party for her arrival."
