The Pentangular Gate

5. Blue Jell-O. None of them had ever given it a second thought (or fifth, or tenth, for that matter) before it just started showing up in the commissary one week. No one dared touch it when it did. But being naturally prone to experimentation (and rather fond of that particular shade of blue) Sam was the first to give it a go. All in the name of science. Sinking down in her chair with the sundae cup full of the jiggly blue stuff, Sam took a bite of it and chewed -- well, chewed as much as anyone chews Jell-O, anyway, then looked up to 3 pairs of eyes watching her like they she'd just swallowed a glob of raw Naqahdah.

"Relax," she told them, her mouth full. "It's good."

"What's it taste like?" Daniel asked, a cross between curious and horrified.

Sam shrugged, took another bite. "It tastes...blue." Because everyone knows that Jell-O doesn't come in flavors.

Not a week later, she was already tired of sharing her blue Jell-O with the rest of the team. SG1 might share a a lot of things, but time alone with one's Jell-O was personal. That month, the commissary suggestion box had four suggestions in it -- four more than they'd ever had any previous month. All of them said the same thing: "More blue Jell-O."

The commissary got the hint. There was never a shortage again.

There's always room for Jell-O at the SGC.


4. Coffee. While coffee isn't "food," per se, it is an SGC dietary staple. Even Teal'c enjoys a cup and says it's because he enjoys the flavor, rather than for any adrenaline buzz it provides him as it does for humans. "Riiiiight," thinks Jack, since he can't get a word in edgewise over Teal'c's and Daniel's constant chatter after cups four and six, respectively. But Jack's only up to cup number 2 for the day, himself, and he knows better than to attempt any banter before the caffeine has worked it's way through his bloodstream. He wanders off to find Sam in her lab and bug her instead -- she's much quieter by comparison even after her daily dose of java, especially when she has her nose stuck to a microscope, -- but not after stopping to top off for cup number 3 for himself.

Coffee. The official beverage of the SGC.


3. O'Mally's Grilled Guinness Ribeye. SG1 had been going to O'Mally's so long, none of them could remember when it was they first started going. Thing is, the service is average, the atmosphere is trite, and the clientele is far from desirable, but for Jack, it's all about the ribeye. It's steak, it's beer, AND it's Irish. What's not to love? Alternately, Daniel couldn't agree more and always lets Jack take home what he can't finish from his own plate...as long as he can come over later for leftovers. Just to watch.

O'Mally's. Official sponsor of the SGC...even if they don't know it.


2. Favorite off-world cuisine: anything not moving on a plate. When you attend enough off-world dinner parties, as guests of honor, you learn to tolerate some pretty exotic shit. 'Nuff said.

Off-world, all that wiggles is NOT Jell-O...even if it is blue.


1. Pizza. After a tough day of 'gating, exploring, getting shot at, running your ass off, falling into booby traps, devolving, fighting robotic bugs, battling Goa'uld, almost dying, actually dying, ascending, descending, getting promoted, and all the accompanying paperwork of said activities, sometimes the only thing you want is something simple. Jack will even put up with Daniel's preference for fruity shit like pineapple on pizza now and then. Sam's idea of meat on pizza is grilled chicken, while Teal'c likes anchovies. But if it's baked dough with some kind of sauce on it covered in some kind of cheese, whether it's deep dish, or cracker-thin, they all agree, that's pizza and that's good enough. And if it's pizza, chances are it's delivered, and that means nobody has to cook. Just be sure to order enough to have some for later.

Pizza. It's what's for dinner at the SGC. And lunch. And breakfast.

Just don't forget the coffee.