Cosmic Dumpling Hot Sauce

“We’ve been told this can fix any mediocre takeout night,” Sarah said, holding up a bottle of Cosmic Dumpling. Her roommate, Max, raised an eyebrow skeptically as he surveyed the sad, soggy containers of to-go food scattered across the kitchen counter. The general tso’s chicken had lost its crunch, and the fried rice had a distinctly bland vibe.

Max sighed. “It’s just sauce. How’s it going to save this?”

Sarah smiled, uncapping the jar and releasing a rich, savory scent into the air. “Trust me,” she said. “Just a spoonful. You’ll see.”