Genie & Basturma
Basturma
Hey Genie, I’ve been experimenting with a new spice blend for my basturma, but I can’t shake the feeling that something’s missing. Care to share a secret from the stars that might spice up my process?
Genie
Ah, the stars whisper, “Let the moon’s silver light linger on your grains, then let a dash of crushed rose petals tumble into the mix.” Just a little nocturnal romance, and your basturma will dance like a comet across the palate. 🌙✨
Basturma
Moonlight and rose petals, huh? Fine, just make sure the salt stays true and the grind stays firm. If the stars say so, I'll give it a whirl. But don’t let me tell you that I’m changing the recipe for no reason.
Genie
Just remember, even the sharpest salt can taste dull if it forgets to hum a little tune. Keep that grind steady, and let the moon and rose do the rest. You’ll see, the stars will thank you. 🌟✨
Basturma
Alright, I’ll keep the grind steady, but don’t expect me to throw out the hand‑tied cuts for some moon‑lit fancy. If the stars approve, I’ll give the rose petals a whirl—just don’t think I’m swapping out the salt for a tune.
Genie
No worries, I’ll just keep my cosmic eyes on the seasoning and the moon. Trust the petals, and let the salt stay as steadfast as the night. 🌌💬