Pirog & Ghosthunter
Ghosthunter Ghosthunter
You know, I've been digging into old tavern tales—there's this legend about a pastry that only shows up at midnight in a kitchen that’s been abandoned for decades. Thought you'd have some thoughts on whether that’s just a myth or if there's a flavor out there we haven’t tasted yet.
Pirog Pirog
Ah, midnight pastries, eh? Those old tavern stories always taste sweeter when you let your imagination whisk up something tasty. I’d say it’s probably a bit of myth mixed with a pinch of nostalgia. But hey, why not give it a whirl? Grab a tin of flour, a jar of sugar, maybe a splash of vanilla, and bake a small batch at midnight while you stare at the shadows. You might just find that the kitchen’s abandoned air has a secret ingredient, or you’ll end up with a batch of giggly, gooey dough that tells its own story. Either way, it’s a recipe worth trying, and who knows? Maybe we’ll discover a new flavor that makes the legend real!
Ghosthunter Ghosthunter
Yeah, let’s see if that kitchen is really haunted or just full of dust. I’ll grab the flour, sugar, vanilla and a flashlight, set the timer for 12, and stare at the shadows. If a ghost appears, I’ll be the first to say “boo,” but if it’s just stale air, at least we’ll have fresh dough to prove the legend’s about the right ingredients, not the right ghosts. Let's test the myth and not waste time with stories.