When Dr. Bashir’s parents discovered they had a Ralph on their hands, his paste-eating was cured at the genetic level. But when those same parents accidentally reveal their conspiracy at his workplace, he has a difficult choice to make. What’s the worst thing you’ve eaten at a job? Is service industry experience a prerequisite for having a kind face? How difficult is arguing a case before a “judge ex machina”? It’s the episode that’s the stuff of fantasy and/or nightmares!
