alas, it's not omelettes
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castle_perraultHis stay in this castle has gotten a lot longer than expected.
Which is a bit worrying for a variety of different reasons. But then there's the more practical concerns of being trapped in a magical castle, too--like the fact that most of the food to be found so far consists of either fruits from the garden or cakes from the ballroom, mostly. (Cakes with strange not-edible things inside them...) And that's just...not enough, honestly. A growing boy is a perpetually hungry one, and there's a lot to be said for the lack of actual meals lately.
But today Lucas finally stumbles into a kitchen in his wanderings. It's disappointingly ghost-free, much the way the rest of the castle has been--he wonders what Duster would think of all this--but still, the room is large, and there are pots and utensils hung across the walls, and vegetables in the cabinets. ...Perfectly fresh vegetables. Which is pretty odd, but...everything else about this place is odd already. Lucas sets them out on the counter anyway.
Because he does know how to cook, a bit. Flint would often be away for multiple days at a time, and so Lucas is mostly self-taught, using advice from fellow villagers and experimenting a bit on his own...after three years, putting together a decent vegetable stew isn't too hard at all. There's a wood stove that's easy enough to light a fire in, and there's water here and a large pot there...
And so visitors might be drawn in by a faint but pleasant smell, wafting through the open kitchen doorway. Lucas is found standing at a counter (on top of a tall stool, so that he can actually reach everything), carefully chopping more assorted vegetables with a knife while a large pot simmers gently on the stove nearby. He's humming to himself very softly, but is otherwise absorbed in deep concentration as he tries to get these vegetable chunks just the right size, and doesn't notice anyone coming in or watching just yet.
Which is a bit worrying for a variety of different reasons. But then there's the more practical concerns of being trapped in a magical castle, too--like the fact that most of the food to be found so far consists of either fruits from the garden or cakes from the ballroom, mostly. (Cakes with strange not-edible things inside them...) And that's just...not enough, honestly. A growing boy is a perpetually hungry one, and there's a lot to be said for the lack of actual meals lately.
But today Lucas finally stumbles into a kitchen in his wanderings. It's disappointingly ghost-free, much the way the rest of the castle has been--he wonders what Duster would think of all this--but still, the room is large, and there are pots and utensils hung across the walls, and vegetables in the cabinets. ...Perfectly fresh vegetables. Which is pretty odd, but...everything else about this place is odd already. Lucas sets them out on the counter anyway.
Because he does know how to cook, a bit. Flint would often be away for multiple days at a time, and so Lucas is mostly self-taught, using advice from fellow villagers and experimenting a bit on his own...after three years, putting together a decent vegetable stew isn't too hard at all. There's a wood stove that's easy enough to light a fire in, and there's water here and a large pot there...
And so visitors might be drawn in by a faint but pleasant smell, wafting through the open kitchen doorway. Lucas is found standing at a counter (on top of a tall stool, so that he can actually reach everything), carefully chopping more assorted vegetables with a knife while a large pot simmers gently on the stove nearby. He's humming to himself very softly, but is otherwise absorbed in deep concentration as he tries to get these vegetable chunks just the right size, and doesn't notice anyone coming in or watching just yet.
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Date: 2016-01-30 05:55 pm (UTC)She looks to the vegetable scraps, thoughtful. "What have you been using in your soup?"
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Date: 2016-02-14 03:13 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2016-02-14 05:46 am (UTC)"What are those?" she asks, a frown upon her face as she seeks to understand. "And what is 'celery'?"
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Date: 2016-02-15 05:45 am (UTC)"--You mean...what are these?" He looks at the tomatoes in front of him, openly surprised. "Oh. Well...these are tomatoes. They're vegetables too. --Or, sometimes fruits, but they end up with vegetables a lot. Nobody's sure which they really count as, I think." Lucas makes a bit of a face, clearly not thinking much of this particular confusion with tomatoes. But then he looks back up to Tauriel. "And celery is also a vegetable, definitely. They're...sort of long? With stalks. Kind of crunchy. And a bit bitter...but they're good with a lot of things." He puts down his knife to gesture a celery's dimensions very vaguely, as he speaks, and then frowns slightly. "There isn't...tomato or celery, where you're from?"
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Date: 2016-02-17 08:11 pm (UTC)"If there are tomatoes, they come from lands I do not know," she adds. "I have not left the forest that houses my king's realm, so maybe they are common elsewhere."
She sounds doubtful, however. They do seem a little strange.