Hershel blinked, then couldn't help a little amusement. "Ah... Heiji I haven't the slightest clue what okonomiyaki or otafuku are..." He's an uncultured swine ok. "It sounds good just from your enthusiasm, though."

And he considered his own answer for a moment before smiling. "I'm not even sure, anything warm like a nice buttermilk scone and some earl grey... I guess I'd go with something hardy, maybe roast beef and potatoes." ... Now he was hungry, damn. He shook his head, bemused. "Maybe talking about good food was a bad plan."