Every experiment. Every status. Every notebook page Dr. Nuggz has been willing to declassify.
Dr. Nuggz layered ricotta, sauce, and noodle into a single dippable orb. The lab smelled like Sunday for nine straight days.
A spherical meatball wrapped in golden crust. Dr. Nuggz claims the recipe came to him in a dream involving his grandmother and a tiny catapult.
Slow-braised beef and giardiniera sealed inside a crunchy shell. Designed to be dunked in au jus without structural collapse.
Crispy chicken, mozzarella core, marinara halo. Dr. Nuggz wept the first time it held together.
Seasoned beef, cheese, and a crunchy shell folded into a single, bite-sized rebellion against the taco form factor.
A complete cheeseburger compressed into a single Nugg. Pickle, onion, mustard, american. Dr. Nuggz called it 'the smallest big thing I've ever made.'
Cream cheese, jalapeño, bacon. Dr. Nuggz briefly set the east wing of the lab on fire perfecting the bacon-to-pepper ratio.
Story redacted by order of Dr. Nuggz. Even Igor doesn't know.
Sauce-to-shell ratio collapsed catastrophically. Lab carpet still stained. Sent back to the drawing board.
Pitch your invention. If Dr. Nuggz approves, it gets a codename, a comic panel, and a spot in the lab notebook.
