|[ WHO ]| : Ysmir, Hook, open to others. |[ WHERE ]| : The kitchen |[ WHEN ]| : Christmas morning! |[ WHAT ]| : Cooking up some nice food. |[ RATING ]| : To be decided. |[ STATUS ]| : In progress, open to anybody that wants to help them.
One thing his world and this one had in common was the feast on the 25th day of the twelfth month of the year. December, it was called here. He had nothing better to do, so he figured it'd be best to make himself busy in the kitchen. It was a challenge he was more than happy to take a swing at.
The turkeys were around 20 pounds each, and he moved the first of them to the metal table in the middle of the kitchen. He was rummaging around, trying to find seasonings. He wanted salt and garlic, to start. There were some herbs sitting in small bottles and he grabbed all the green ones he could get his hands on, taking a quick sniff of them all. Sage, thyme, and rosemary smelled the best, so far, so he set those next to the salt and the garlic bulbs he'd selected from the pile. He was still grabbing vegetables and setting them in a colander when Hook finally arrived.