Reflections
Ambassador Tariq was on a yacht some distance upriver from Meshera and was admiring the beauty of the magnificent city while reflecting on the diplomatic mission she's on. These Hirazi are an amazing enigmatic race, she thought to herself. Even though the Federation crew members and civilian interns were completely alien in every way to their thinking process, they still interacted with them as if they were fellow beings in this sector. the welcome they received at the beginning of the mission was far more civil than many greetings they received in the Alpha Quadrant. the domicile in the posh Diplomat's Row district was extravagant beyond any the ambassador has ever stayed in the various Federation worlds she's gone to. These beings could bring shame to the enlightened Federation in it's treatment of alien beings and that's something she never expected when she was first contacted about this mission.
She had a beverage in her hand that was similar in texture to Earth's champagne and a local delicacy that's best described as kelp pasta was on the table, it tastes quite good despite it's odd green color. She was the guest of a local Dralbild, the lowest level council member in the Hirazi government hierarchy, he wanted to bring to her attention the local cuisine which she was now called Gilzdrim. she was quite glad he had; that was months ago but she loved the food so much that she was a frequent guest so that she could sample it when she can. the process of cooking it is not quite as simple as Earth spaghetti. it involved rinsing and pouring it, then cooking it again repeatedly then something beating it repeatedly with a paddle like instrument to let out as much as the planet's toxins as possible. this food was quite easily deadly if not prepared properly like the Japaanese puffer fish on Earth.