Abraham Lincoln (huntsvampires) wrote in madisonvalley, @ 2019-07-26 20:10:00 |
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Entry tags: | !closed, !complete, !completed gdoc, !log, !match-up, ~2019 july, ~50 points, ~~abraham lincoln (huntsvampires), ~~liz ortecho (mouthyasever) |
Who: Abraham Lincoln and Liz Ortecho
What: Matchup
Where: Walmart
When: Friday, July 26.
Warning: Low.
Status: Closed | Completed Gdoc
Abraham wasn’t too terribly fond of Wal-Mart, but he knew it was a necessity to go there every once in a while. Especially when he needed more than just groceries. But at the moment, he was in the grocery section of the store. He was currently trying to decide between red or green bell peppers. Because he liked both, and they were both good for various things.
He might end up getting both, he wasn’t sure. It was a tough decision, choosing between two different colors of bell peppers. A very important decision, really.
He sighed softly, and tossed both into his basket. Because he had really been putting too much thought into it.
***
A lover of fresh vegetables, Liz hit the produce aisle first for her shopping venture that day. Grabbing a few bags, she began loading them up as she went through the isles, tieing each one off carefully and putting them in her cart when she had enough. When she got to the peppers, she went to the smaller spicy ones rather than the bell pepper to add some New Mexican flare to her dishes. “What are you going to make?” She wondered when she saw him put both red and green into her dish. She was always looking for inspiration on what to make and maybe this guy could give her some.
***
“I have no idea,” he admitted, honestly. “I just know I want to use the peppers for something. And I couldn’t decide if I liked green or red better, so I got both just to be safe.” He eyed Liz for a moment, his head tilting slightly. “What are you making?” he asked, curiously. He was always up for new ideas, and maybe she could give him some inspiration.
“I was thinking about maybe making some spaghetti,” he decided. “The peppers would go well in the sauce.” He considered this for a moment, then nodded slightly. “Yes, I think I’ll make spaghetti sauce.”
***
“I’m sure you’ll come up with something” She suggested as she began picking through the jalapeños to find a few that was good to add to her bag.
She got not being able to decide between two things and just getting both, though she didn’t do that often. She was pretty definitive when it came to her food choices. Men on the other hand, that was a different story. A story that didn’t matter anymore because she had Max and she was committed to him.
“I’m going to make some Four Alarm Chilli, Chiles Rellenos, and Huevos Rancheros. Maybe some stuffed poblanos if I have enough left” She replied as she put her chosen peppers in the bag and closed it up, putting it in her cart. There, she was done in the pepper section now. “You’ll have to let me know how it turns out”
***
He nodded a bit at her words, “I will. I am sure there is something I can use the peppers in.” There were a lot of options for bell peppers, he could use them in various recipes. He wasn’t too terribly picky about what he would use them in, he just knew that they were definitely needed. He was fond of fresh produce.
“All of that sounds absolutely delicious,” he said with a smile. “I am rather fond of spicy food myself. Spice seems to give it more flavor.” Of course, if the food was too spicy, it wasn’t terribly good. Sometimes people went overboard when it came to spice.
As he didn’t need to eat, he preferred spicy foods when he chose to eat.
“And you have to let me know how this chili of yours turns out.”
***
“They can go in a lot” Liz commented as she moved her cart away from the aisle so others could get there. She was still close enough to him that they could chat. She didn’t need to move onto the next part of the store just yet. She could sit there and talk food with him for a few minutes more.
“I grew up in New Mexico, spicy food is all I know” Well that and diner food because of the Crashdown but that was pretty common and didn’t add much to the conversation. There wasn’t much time to really go into her background anyway. “I just hope my boyfriend gives it a good review. It’ll be my first time making it for him”
***
“New Mexico has the most delicious food,” he said after a moment. “At least, the last time I was there they did.” He hadn’t been to New Mexico in quite some time, but he was rather fond of the food there. Or, at least, he remembered liking the food. “Tell me, then, do you prefer red or green chile?”
He did remember that about New Mexico. People were generally on one side or the other when it came to their chile peppers. Red chiles tasted different from the green.
“And I am sure your boyfriend will approve of anything you make for him,” he told her with a smile. “I am sure it will be delicious.”
***
“Completely agree. There’s really nothing like it” She commented with a nod of her head. At the question about the peppers, she turned back to look at them as she thought about it. Which one did she like better? After a moment, she looked back to him. “Christmas. I couldn’t possibly choose” She was the same way when it came to salsa.
“What about you?”
***
Abraham considered the question posed. He truly liked both flavors of peppers, so he was with Liz on that one. It was nearly impossible to choose which one he liked better.
"I'm going to have to go with Christmas as well," he said with a smile. "I almost went with green, but red has strong pros in its favor as well."
He decided to grab some chiles as well. Because he was now in the mood for some spice.
***
“Good choice” She replied with a smile. She watched him for a moment before she grabbed her phone and checked the time. Time flew when you were having fun. “Well I should really get to the rest of my shopping. Let me know how things go” She told him, setting her phone back into her cart as she pushed it forward. “Liz Ortecho is who you’ll want to contact” She added on as she began walking away.
***
"And I should get to the rest of my shopping as well," he said with a smile. "Nice to meet you, Liz. I'm Abraham Lincoln." And with that, he started toward the coffee aisle. Because he may be addicted to coffee. Just a little bit.
Okay, yes, he was. A lot. Oh well.