"I'm in the kitchen!" Emma called out, stirring the last of the seasoning into the sauce for the steaks. In the oven two jacket potatoes were crisping, the microwave having done most of the cooking of them. On the hob the mushroom and pepper sauce was gently reducing, while the steaks were in the grill. Simple yes, timing crucial, definitely!
"How do you want your steak, medium or charcoaled?" She snickered, they'd only just gone under, so medium was definitely on the cards, but she couldn't burn a good steak intentionally, could she?