John Constantine can teach you about magic. (_constantine_) wrote in onewaythreads, @ 2017-11-11 22:25:00 |
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Entry tags: | john constantine, natasha romanoff |
Who: John Constantine, Natasha Romanoff
What: Breakfast for dinner
Where: Johnny's flat
When: Friday, 11/10
Rating: tbd
Flour, sugar, eggs, butter, baking powder and milk. It wasn't a difficult recipe really. Just mix all the shit together and it'd be batter. Then just pour it into a pan and wait until it turned into pancakes. John hadn't really been joking - he wasn't any kind of master in the kitchen, but he could handle this. A thirty-something year old bachelor had to have learned a few tricks in the kitchen, after all. Even with cheating his way into money most of the time, he couldn't eat out all the damn time.
Anyway, he'd needed to put some actual food into his cupboards. So it was probably good that he'd risen to the challenge of cooking dinner. Or, well, breakfast for dinner.
Not that he was trying to impress Natasha or anything. It'd take a lot more than some golden brown griddlecakes to do that -- John could tell that after just one (tiring, but well worth it) meeting with the woman. Still. She was an interesting sort and John wasn't against working a bit to gain her favor.
Which was probably why he was swearing up a blue streak after knicking himself with his damned knife while he attempted to slice strawberries.