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It was strange, being a cook without color.
You didn't really realize what an impact color had on taste until that color was gone. Cherry sour balls somehow weren't cherry enough unless they were bright red. Chocolate felt pasty if it wasn't brown. And without some kind of color to give you direction, all fruit leathers seemed to taste the same. It reminded Kane of his youth when he'd been baking a birthday cake for his sister Noel. She'd wanted it to be purple, but when he'd put in the red and blue food colors, it looked... wrong. He'd added a few more drops of this and a dash of that, and every bit made the batter grow closer to the color of a bruise. Noel had called the color "burple." And even though he'd used that very recipe before, the burple cake never had tasted right.
Nothing tasted right.