Fifth Floor Common Room, Monday Evening

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"Can you hand me the ginger?" Ronan asked, as he ground some spices with a mortar and pestle. "The fresh, I mean." The fragrant smells of cooking curry were already pervading the common room, and probably making their way through the rest of the dorms. When Isabel handed over the asked-for ginger, he added some to the mixture in the mortar, and went back to grinding. "Thanks. I hope this isn't too spicy for whoever else comes along," he added.


[OOC: Open, as common rooms are! Come have some curry. :D]

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"I've been meaning to make soba noodles too. It was one of my grandmother's specialties, but somehow I just haven't gotten around to it," added Hoshi.

[not_in_the_book]

Ronan nodded, filing that away in his head, too -- there was always opportunity to try more cooking, especially now that he had access to a kitchen again, rudimentary though it was. "I'll have to make something traditionally Irish at some point, too," he said. "I haven't really done that since I got here."

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"That would be really nice. I don't know if I've had anything Irish before," said Hoshi.

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"It's nothing too special," Ronan replied. "Lots of potato." He grinned. "Lots and lots of potato."

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"Then it should definitely be different from what I'm used to," said Hoshi.