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[blueberryprincess]

WHo:Evie Grimhilde and YOU!!
What:Evie is teaching some basic cooking in the form of some relatively easy pasta dishes.
Where: The kitchen.
When: Egret 16 for most of the afternoon.


At this point, Evie was just doing her best to keep busy. She hated losing people, deeply and truly and completely. First Harry, now Tobias. She was just going to keep her head up by doing what she did best, and that was cooking.

Actually, that was designing and making clothes, but she had none of the stuff she needed here to do it. So she went with her second best hobby and she was teaching others to cook, as well. Not everyone knew how, and if people were going to be stuffed into chores like this, it would be beneficial for all if people had very basic knowledge of what to do.

So she's good about teaching people at their level. Never been in a kitchen before, or something along those lines? Basic knife skills and safety. She had a first aid kit nearby if anything happened, and her own very basic medical know-how, too. So that should be fine.

Slightly more skilled people get pasta dishes. One-Pot Tomato Basil Pasta is one of the choices. Or, they can learn how to make 15-Minute Lemony Broccoli Pasta.

Either way, she was going to help them every step of the way.

For people who knew what they were doing, but wanted to learn something more advanced, they could either learn how to hand make pasta (and it's a long but fun process), or a simple baked chicken and roasted garlic dish. They had their pick.


At the end of it, Evie's in the kitchen by herself, writing down notes for the day and cleaning up. She has a cup of coffee with her and even with the adventures the day gave her? She still had a lot of fun.

[ ooc: Okay! Come be a student with one of the dishes above, or come bother her after classes are over! Either works. This is OTA. ]

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At the end of the session

[iamnotgod]

Webmind found himself adjusting to his new situation much more slowly than he expected of himself to adapt to anything.

Granted, being kidnapped by a train traveling through the void had no precedent in his life, so perhaps in a way it did make sense. But being in a physical body rattled him all the same; senses felt different in this shape, and he was not looking forward to the 'nightly reset' he had read about in the prescribed leaflet.

Still, there were good people on this train, if... oddly fictional, to him, and he made it a priority to get to know them all.

That was what finally brought him all the way up the train to the kitchen - and, well, he did have enough control over this new form to help out, he thought.

But asking first seemed prudent. "Excuse me? Do you need a hand here, ma'am?"

The robot body was not necessarily expressive, but he had discovered the webcam was there for a reason, and he projected what he hoped was a reassuring smiling face on the screen.

[sendiintheclown]

Wandering into the kitchen, Trowa was glad he'd left his hoodie in his cabin. No doubt it was about to get quite warm in the kitchen. And since he'd seen that his team was on cooking duties, it would be wise to expand his own knowledge base of dishes. He really only knew how to prepare basics and canned foods as that was what had been available in the circus (when Cathy let him do any cooking for himself) as well as when he'd been growing up.

"Excuse me, am I on time for the cooking lesson?"

[hashtagparkerluck]

Peter's actually excited about this-his current cooking skills fall along the lines of 'can cook pasta and instant noodles' oh! And he can add salt to stuff. He's very good at adding salt-but that's not what he's excited about-it's taking the class with May. He feels like he's usually just so busy he doesn't really get time with his Aunt-even on the train. So he's convinced her to take the cooking class with with.

Their project is the One Pot Tomato Basil Pasta because for obvious reasons, Peter can't have lemon. It looks okay... he thinks.

"Is... is the broth supposed to be pink?" He looks at the list of ingredients again and decides that no, it is not how it's supposed to look. "...H-how did we turn it pink?"

[hateskid]

If you were to ask Aoko, she'd say she thinks she's pretty good cook when it comes to the more traditional Japanese dishes her dad's taught her how to make-after all she usually makes dinner for her, her father, and her stupid best friend that practically lives at their house. However, apparently she could still use work when it comes to the more western style dishes which it appears are far more popular on the train.

So here she is, learning to make the Lemony Broccoli pasta. She also dragged her stupid best friend along because she needs to keep an eye on him. This might have been a mistake though. He needs too much attention he's like a big baby.

"We're going to follow the recipe exactly no experimenting!" She tells him, or more like warns.

after the classes!

[happyends]

".. Evie?"

There's a voice softly and politely speaking up - at least thankfully audible now the kitchen is entirely empty aside from the two of them, rather than the chaos there had been during the cooking earlier.. But that's exactly why Madoka approaches the older girl now with a smile on her face as Evie seems to be writing down some notes.

"Hi. Do you maybe need help with the cleaning up? It looks like it'd be a lot to do all by yourself.."

Cooking Class

[laurefindil]

"Hello," Glorfindel greeted her. "I am here for class. I...am sort of a mixed bag. I am a very experienced cook, but I have never used any of the devices for cooking that are on this train. I look forward to learning from you." He presented her with a small bouquet of golden flowers, tied with the stalk of one.