Jack: I know it's not great Carter, but it's food. Eat up!
Daniel: Oh, is that what it is?
Sam: Sir, do I have to?
Jack: Being girly, Carter?
Sam: No, sir. [reluctantly sticks two fingers in the bowl, hastily shoves a slimy morsel in her mouth, gags, and moves swiftly behind a stalagmite to rid herself of what she cannot swallow] Oh my god, sir! How do you do it?
Daniel: [sneezes] I think being deprived of my antihistamines helps. I can't taste a thing.
Jack: [shrugs] I've had worse.
Sam: When?!!!
Jack: [stare-of-you-don't-want-to-know] Classified. Don't chew. Small bites, and swallow fast.
Daniel: Teal'c???...
[Teal'c is helping himself to a third heaping, weeping, streaming bowlful. He looks over at his team mates who are openmouthed and frozen in place with disbelieving astonishment.]
Jack: Way to go Junior! Neutralizing the taste and texture is he?
Teal'c: It does not.
[a stunned silence]
Daniel: You... like this?
Teal'c: [with a large and slimy mouthful tucked in one cheek] It is reminiscent of my mother's porridge.
Jack: And I thought mom's lima bean and spinach and tomato casserole was bad!
Daniel: [muttering] No wonder the Jaffa are so aggressive.
Jack: [pats Teal'c semi-consolingly on the back] Helps build strong bodies 12 ways!
Carter: [despite her vast brainpower she's having trouble getting her head around this] So you missed this?
Teal'c: I did not. She was an excellent mother. She was not a good cook. I miss the opportunity to honor her by consuming her cuisine honorably.
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Daniel: Oh, is that what it is?
Sam: Sir, do I have to?
Jack: Being girly, Carter?
Sam: No, sir. [reluctantly sticks two fingers in the bowl, hastily shoves a slimy morsel in her mouth, gags, and moves swiftly behind a stalagmite to rid herself of what she cannot swallow] Oh my god, sir! How do you do it?
Daniel: [sneezes] I think being deprived of my antihistamines helps. I can't taste a thing.
Jack: [shrugs] I've had worse.
Sam: When?!!!
Jack: [stare-of-you-don't-want-to-know] Classified. Don't chew. Small bites, and swallow fast.
Daniel: Teal'c???...
[Teal'c is helping himself to a third heaping, weeping, streaming bowlful. He looks over at his team mates who are openmouthed and frozen in place with disbelieving astonishment.]
Jack: Way to go Junior! Neutralizing the taste and texture is he?
Teal'c: It does not.
[a stunned silence]
Daniel: You... like this?
Teal'c: [with a large and slimy mouthful tucked in one cheek] It is reminiscent of my mother's porridge.
Jack: And I thought mom's lima bean and spinach and tomato casserole was bad!
Daniel: [muttering] No wonder the Jaffa are so aggressive.
Jack: [pats Teal'c semi-consolingly on the back] Helps build strong bodies 12 ways!
Carter: [despite her vast brainpower she's having trouble getting her head around this] So you missed this?
Teal'c: I did not. She was an excellent mother. She was not a good cook. I miss the opportunity to honor her by consuming her cuisine honorably.
Jack: You're a good man, Teal'c.
Teal'c: That is my intention.