| Wild Haggis |
[Aug. 25th, 2009|08:20 pm] |
Who: Dorcas,Kevin, Logan
Where: Kitchens
When: August 25th, Late Morning
What: Brekky, a heart attack on a plate
Warnings: TBD
One of the things Dorcas really loved to do was cook. It made her feel comfortable even though it could be kind of hectic. But it gave her perfect control. Measurements, timings, everything. Quite unfortunately, she could never make a meal just for herself because often times it turned into making sure all the measurements were even. So this time she had made enough breakfast for several people, all timed to be finished when the oatcakes and tattie scones.
Many scents were wafting out of the kitchen. There were fried eggs, thick slabs of maple bacon, sliced sausage in square patties, and fried tomatoes... Quite unfortunately she couldn't make the whole breakfast as they did not have blood sausage, fruit pudding (which was not really a pudding at all but more like a sausage with fruit in it) or haggis (which she was not upset about as she did not particularly like haggis).
She'd put all the extras on separate places for whomever came first to serve themselves and was standing in front of the counter, instead of finding some place to sit and eat. The tomatoes were her focus for the moment. A huge glass of milk was her drink of choice. It was kind of nice to cook breakfast and she both hoped for and dreaded the moment anyone decided to join her... |
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