Sucks for you. Your best bet is that the communal kitchens run by the homeless are willing to give you something a little bit nutritious. So-called 'Chaff Algae' is the most typical addition to a broth bowl, but if you're lucky there are chunks of protein that you don't ask about. This is also your main source of hydration, as you can't trust the water that you find in puddles or pooled in receptacles after rare rainfall.

Convenience stores are going to be your best friend. Fretensis's market is absolutely flush with fortified snack foods and energy drinks. Ripcord Energy Drinks are the most popular of the bunch, coming in flavors like DIESEL BLAST, INFERNO and BLUE SLUDGE. It's a typical carbonated beverage, but it turns into a surprisingly thick slop at the bottom that is hard for most offworlders to come to terms with. The calories-per-can is a staggering 800 and contains 300% of the daily dose of caffeine, though the lack of nutritional labels means the average consumer doesn't know this.

Breakfasts usually involve quick, portable foods so you can go about your hustle. Grips serve as a handheld, fresh mixture of carbs and protein, laden with salt and cheap filler ingredients. The texture is a little granular, often being called 'wet sand' when one chews on it for long enough. Thankfully, convenience stores often have a variety of sauces for you to buy. They come in flavors like 'Meat and Cheese', 'Bean Paste', 'Cinnamon Sugar' and 'Seaweed'. The flavors are more like suggestions that the coarse grains lightly convey. Yet, since they're cheap and available in many places, Grips remain incredibly popular for street hoods and rail workers.

Lunches are usually skipped, with another Ripcord being slammed to power somebody through the rest of their day. If you can stop to eat, people usually like to eat Alchemistry's Noodlebox line of products. Exactly as described, these are advertised as "fresh noodles in a gourmet sauce." In reality, these are sad microwaved noodles that resemble Styrofoam soaking in salty water with a little kick of spice. People usually augment these with little additions like a twist of pepper and salt, a little bit of cultivated seaweed or a bit of protein in the form of tofu or 'meat strips.'

Dinner is when people in your position like to splash out. Most cuisine takes inspiration from Old Earth, as carried out by the Worker's Front. Noodles, fried rice and a variety of soups are accompanied by tofu, synthmeat or grubs and maggots. If you've just gotten a big score and want to show off, maybe you order offworld chicken or beef instead of the typical synthetic fare. The restaurant scene in Fretensis is absolutely bustling at night, with every bazaar having dozens of spots with a variety of fusions that all revolve around the principle of being calorie-dense and flavorful. At dinner time, expect the most flavor as bazaar stalls seek to differentiate themselves by buying herbs and spices from Alchemistry or abroad.

Formalized dessert is unheard of, but people in your position regularly snack on Chocohoney bars, which are delightful bars of synth chocolate drizzled over a chewy slab of synthetic honey. There are also caramel and chocolate soycrisps and a wide variety of gelatin products.

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Buffets are a common staple in Scintari casinos, as dozens of professional chefs make food to order. Usually it costs a thousand micros, or about ~5 industrial standard energy credits to enter. Those who trade in teeth exclusively could only dream of your level of gluttony.

Fresh hydroponically-grown tea and coffee is freely available to guests of a certain caliber while every manner of alcohol and drug-spiked treats beckon you to nights of wild abandon.