Sulu raised an eyebrow at that, though he wasn't particularly surprised. Jack seemed like the kind of guy who was simply able to do these sorts of things, cooking and the like. Considering the warning, though, Sulu had a feeling Jack didn't particularly subscribe to typical Earth customs when it came to what went with what.

Grinning at Ianto, he shrugged and leaned back in his chair. "I don't think I'll mind much," he told him, "After all, I'm used to Tellar delivery, and some of the combinations they have there are a little weird by traditional standards." Still, it was delicious. He thought for a moment about how he'd get to take Ianto to some of the alien cuisine restaurants in San Francisco, when things were fixed, and it made him grin a little wider and a little more sincerely. It'd be fun. Of course, he still had to figure out if he could do it at all... but one thing at a time.