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http://users.livejournal.com/___lily_evans_/) wrote in
fandomhighdorms2005-10-27 03:20 pm
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After Band, Lily ran uptown to buy baking supplies. Returning to the dorms, she dropped her school books off in her room and made her way down to the third floor kitchen. She had her grandmother's recipe book and all evening to bake, bake, bake.
[ooc: Open to anyone; she's here to teach Draco how to bake at some point - for the JA PW bake sale.
...and 'Baking with Draco' should totally be on the Food Network. I'm just sayin'.]
[ooc: Open to anyone; she's here to teach Draco how to bake at some point - for the JA PW bake sale.
...and 'Baking with Draco' should totally be on the Food Network. I'm just sayin'.]

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"Are you sure you're prepared to do this? There's a pretty good chance something will get caught on fire."
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"Not on my watch, dear. You'll need to wash your hands first," she said pointing to the sink.
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He holds his hands out for inspection.
"Did I do a good job?" he asks jokinly.
((I'll brb one of my friends is a wuss and needs me to go get him cold medicine. Men are such babies.))
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"Now, is there anything specific you wanted to make? We can do all sorts of different cookies, brownies, pies... do you happen to know what anyone else is making? They won't need a million of the same thing." Lily starts flipping through the recipe book on the counter. She loves to bake and it's been a while since she's had the chance.
[no problem. and... LJ ate the previous comment.]
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He smiled at Lily flipping through the cook book. "Aw, aren't you cute?"
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"Now. We'll need to preheat the oven - 350 degrees. You can just turn the knob - yes, that one in the middle, and the red light should go on." Lily starts lining up the other ingredients in the order she'll need to add them.
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((eee! class is starting must go, pick it up later?))
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Jonathan pulls a plate out of the cupboard and a knife and fork from the silverware drawer.
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"Oh, I see we're not the only ones baking tonight," Veronica says with a laugh.
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She places flour, baking powder, salt, vegetable shortening, sugar, eggs, vanilla extract, and ground cinnamon on the counter.
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Ever wonder how one shorten vegetables? And how making them short turns them into... *pokes finger into the stuff stuck on the lid* goop?
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She laughed a bit.
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That would be one word for it.
*hastily adds* Master Chef.
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