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3rd Floor Common Room, Monday Evening
He had a mid-term tomorrow. In cooking.
Thus, it made perfect sense to him, to wind up in the common room and attempting to cook.
Well.
Attempted to decide what he'd attempt to cook. Miss Lulu had said they couldn't use the recipes from class. This... would probably end badly.
[Open as a common room is!]
Thus, it made perfect sense to him, to wind up in the common room and attempting to cook.
Well.
Attempted to decide what he'd attempt to cook. Miss Lulu had said they couldn't use the recipes from class. This... would probably end badly.
[Open as a common room is!]

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"Well, you've got an astringent, light salad and a heavier, spiced soup. Neither of them have any meat, so perhaps you'd want to have meat as a main dish."
He quirked his lips.
"Nothing with too much sauce," he said thoughtfully. "Since you have the soup. Perhaps something grilled with vegetables? For balance?"
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Which was, entirely, the fault of him having the temperature up too high.
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He crossed his arms over his chest.
"And of course balance is important. Don't you dislike it when all the food you're eating tastes the same?" Not that he hadn't lived that until he'd taken over the cooking. "Or it's all one way or another? All saucy or all dry or all salty?"
Some he'd known. Other things, he'd learned from the private sessions with Miss Lulu.
...not those. The COOKING ones.
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"... I guess?" Makoto looked sheepish, "I've never cooked before coming here. I never really thought about it or anything."
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As sane as it could be.
"Also, grilled dishes are relatively simple. Season the meat, grill the meat, serve the meat."
He rolled his eyes.
"You just have to make sure you don't burn it and keep it relatively moist."
He'd 'forget' that last one when he was annoyed with the Witch or with Nanny. He couldn't do much to express his displeasure about things, but a dry leg of lamb said all he couldn't.
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Nonetheless he was planning to write down Liir's advice the moment he got back to his room. More cooking advice was never a bad thing.
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He quirked thoughtfully.
"You might try grilled beef," he said. "Since there's such a range of cooking levels that are still considered appropriate. Undercook it, and you can claim you made it 'bleu'. Overcook it and it's just 'well done'."
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Not that it really mattered, he filed the word away anyway, just in case he needed it.
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He shrugged.
"I saw it in more than one book, though."
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But then he'd been going through the really easy cook-books. Undercooked was a much more comprehensible term at his level.
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"Well, it's just a thought. You do what you think is best. If you have any questions on what you're planning, though, feel free to ask."
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He glanced over, flicking a bit of long blonde hair out of his way as he did so. "Have you decided what you're making for tomorrow yet?"
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"I planned it out while I was hiding in my room earlier," he said. "It was good to keep my mind off things."
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"It's a personal matter," he said, all business. "Not so much the green itself."
But what it wasn't.
"Thank you, though."
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But it was complicated.