Allison Argent (nousprotgeons) wrote in madisonvalley, @ 2023-05-27 17:31:00 |
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Entry tags: | !closed, !completed gdoc, !log, kayla powell (littleredmess), kol mikaelson (vindictiveness), ~2023 may, ~~~~ allison argent (nousprotgeons) |
Who: Allison, Kayla, Kol
What: family dinner
Where: their house
When: Mother’s Day
Warnings: possibly swearing. It’s Kayla.
Status: completed via g-doc
Kayla knew when it came to talents, she’d gained way more of the art talents her mother possessed than the cooking talents of her chef-father. Of course, it helped that, while growing up, Kayla could easily spend time with her mom in her studio than in a kitchen with her father. This didn’t mean the teen didn’t pick up things from her father, especially when he cooked family dinner back in the old days. Before he caused her mother’s death and then forced the teen to leave everything and everyone she loved for fucking New York City.
This didn’t mean, of course, the brunette didn’t know how to cook, especially French cuisine, favoured by her father. While it would never taste as good as her father’s, Kayla could still make a few delicious meals. Kayla didn’t cook on a regular basis, but the teen had too much free time here. Given she didn’t sneak out and get wasted ever, or spend much time with people outside of those with whom she lived and Logan, she wanted to cook for Allison and Kol on Mother’s Day. Nobody could ever replace her mother, whom Kayla would always love and adore, but Allison provided an older sister of sorts and Kayla decided she’d do something nice.
The teen chose to make Coq au vin, with the help of Alyssa who bought her the required wine for the recipe. Truthfully, Kayla could make four recipes pretty damn near perfect, three or four decent, and a few other passable ones. But, she’d always loved this particular recipe and her father cooked it with her a bunch in her young teen years, so while labour intensive, she found it a breeze to make these days. Of course she only used thighs and legs as well as visited the butcher for fresh chicken stock…Alyssa may have also helped her pay for a few things.
She’d set the table, added silk flowers in the centre, and a simple thank you card at Allison’s setting. Eyeing everything, Kayla nodded and texted that dinner would be ready in ten minutes. What had she forgotten? Oh right, Kayla ducked into the fridge and pulled out the salad she’d made a few hours ago, and added the herbed vinaigrette she’d made earlier in the day.