Long ago the Emperor came before his people, with his daughter in tow, and announced that she would take the husband of her choice that day. The six bravest men stepped forward from the crowd, waiting to hear her decision. The princess stood before them and spoke with great conviction. She said, “I cannot yet choose between you six, all so equal in courage. So I shall ask you a question, and from this shall decide who is truly the right choice. The six men leaned in, prepared for the worst, but they then heard was far from expected. “The one I will pick will be the one that tells me what makes my cooking so amazing.” Immediately the six men began to shout out their praise.
“The taste! The taste! Surely it is the blend of spices both hot and sweet that makes this dish so fine!” said the first.
“It’s the smell you see! The delectable smell that makes it a gem among gems!” cried the second.
“No, no!” the third man exclaimed,” Don’t you see? It’s its texture on my tongue, so creamy and smooth.”
“How can you not see? The colours that shine! This dish enchants the eyes!” the fourth firmly stated.
“All good guesses I must say,” began the fifth, “but do you all not hear that crackle and crunch that fills the ears? Certainly this is what makes this meal so grand!”
The young princess stood before the six, but shook her head in sorrow, “You’re all so close, but not quite there. Do any have the answer?”
“I think I might!” cried out the sixth. “I now see it’s quite clear. The thing that makes this dish so fine is all of these things together! This marvel you have placed before us, entices all the senses!”
The young girl smiled wide and nodded her head. She had found her prince at last.
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