Third Floor Commonroom - Saturday evening, 11/29

Liir had had some laundry to do, which had gotten done earlier today, and now was getting to some baking.

The first tray, the madeleines, were already done and had been separated; most on a platter for anyone who would come by and the rest in small bags for him to keep in his bag.

The second tray, which had just come out required coating in the chocolate sauce that was carefully simmering on the stove. Watching both the tray and the pan, Liir had to admit from the lovely chocolate mint smell that the new recipe was one he would have to use again.

Though he had to wonder why it was called a 'thin mint' with all that butter in it...

[open as common rooms are, with thin mint approximations!]

[identity profile] darkangelsawyer.livejournal.com 2008-11-30 01:53 am (UTC)(link)
Peyton wandered in and flopped down on the couch. "Smells good," she said.

[identity profile] darkangelsawyer.livejournal.com 2008-11-30 02:34 am (UTC)(link)
"I don't know if I should after all I ate on Thursday," Peyton said with a smile. "But thanks for the offer."

[identity profile] darkangelsawyer.livejournal.com 2008-11-30 02:39 am (UTC)(link)
"Turkey, gravy, stuffing, potatoes..." Peyton smiled at him. "And pies for dessert, of course."

[identity profile] darkangelsawyer.livejournal.com 2008-11-30 02:49 am (UTC)(link)
"Well, pumpkin's the traditional one," Peyton said. "But there were all kinds. I'm kind of partial to chocolate cream myself."

[identity profile] sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com 2008-11-30 02:01 am (UTC)(link)
Sokka walked into the room and hovered annoyingly just behind Liir's shoulder. "Are those for sharing?"

[identity profile] sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com 2008-11-30 09:13 am (UTC)(link)
Sokka grinned. "Dude, you can finish anything you want. These smell AWESOME."

[identity profile] senor-chado.livejournal.com 2008-11-30 02:02 am (UTC)(link)
Not even gorging himself on food the past few days could keep Chad from wandering down the hall when he was sure he smelled other things being cooked. He was pretty sure he detected chocolate, though, and so he made sure Prince Oscar Pedro stayed put in the room.

The long, looong rumble of a grunt that emerged out of him once he spotted what it was Liir was baking was a pretty good sign of approval.

Oh, and the thumbs up helped, probably, too.

[identity profile] senor-chado.livejournal.com 2008-11-30 03:16 am (UTC)(link)
"Thanks, Liir," Chad said, moving toward them, pointing their way. "These ones, right?"

[identity profile] senor-chado.livejournal.com 2008-11-30 03:33 am (UTC)(link)
"Need any help with 'em?" Chad asked.

Of course, he was asking through a mouthful of food by that point, so it was a bit muffled.

[identity profile] senor-chado.livejournal.com 2008-11-30 03:43 am (UTC)(link)
Chad dutifully headed for the sink.

"And how do you make sure they're smooth?"

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[identity profile] noboynextdoor.livejournal.com 2008-11-30 04:03 am (UTC)(link)
After everything he'd eaten at Thanksgiving, Jess didn't know how he still had room for food. But the smell coming from the common room was too good to ignore, and Jess couldn't resist peeking into the common room to see what was being made.

[identity profile] noboynextdoor.livejournal.com 2008-11-30 04:23 am (UTC)(link)
"Really?" Jess asked, looking over the cookies and taking one of the madeleines. "Thanks. You made all these yourself?"

[identity profile] noboynextdoor.livejournal.com 2008-11-30 05:07 am (UTC)(link)
"That's kind of a perfect combination," Jess said, smirking and taking a bite of the cookie. "Especially if you're good at it."