[ Who cares about special?? Let life be this awesome all the time (is a hell of a thing for someone who's pledged himself to the Zenith to think, but he contains multitudes. Or could simply eat multitudes. Whichever).

There's still plenty of meat on his current bone, so Amos isn't in a rush to go anywhere just yet, but his eyes are drawn to Caitlyn's dish. Back to her expression as she takes a bite, and... okay, yeah, that's gonna have to be next on his list. ]

I've had kimchi before, but never anything that looked [ or smelled ] as good as that. Hell, you spend a couple of decades in space and pretty much everything that came out of the actual ground looks like the best thing ever. I'm gonna have to get one of my own.

[ ... When he's done with this. Amos tears another chunk of meat off the bone with his teeth; he's having a great time. Has the decency to chew, swallow, and, ] Got any other recommendations?

[ Is he going to try one of literally everything this month? Maybe?? ]