She was about to get up and help when the board was placed in front of her. Peggy arched an eyebrow up at him but staid her tongue for the mean time, instead listening to his instructions intently. "Bone soup is what my grandmother made when I was a little girl. She'd boil them up for hours, make dumplings..." she smiled softly, "I can't say we added corn or peas though. England is more carrots and swede, potatoes, onions...." she licked her lips and pulled up the carrots. "Show me how to cut them?"