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voidtreckerexpress2020-04-13 08:54 pm
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Egret, Day 23
Who: Glorfindel and Open
When: Day 23
Where: Kitchen
What: Food and knives!
Warning: Sharp things
Having taken Evie's class and learned how to use the stove, Glorfindel was able to take part in his Team's chores of preparing the meals. Although, technically, that was what some of the more experienced cooks did. Glorfindel was more of a sous chef (chopper of things). Today he was making some quick, portable snacks that people could come and take with them if they wanted to go to the gym or the library or elsewhere on the train.
[What do people want? Come and ask! You might not get what you hope, but it will be interesting!]
He has also made an concerted effort to go through the kitchen and sharpen every blade in the room, except the butter spreaders.
[You can come help or just chat about sharp things!]
When: Day 23
Where: Kitchen
What: Food and knives!
Warning: Sharp things
Having taken Evie's class and learned how to use the stove, Glorfindel was able to take part in his Team's chores of preparing the meals. Although, technically, that was what some of the more experienced cooks did. Glorfindel was more of a sous chef (chopper of things). Today he was making some quick, portable snacks that people could come and take with them if they wanted to go to the gym or the library or elsewhere on the train.
[What do people want? Come and ask! You might not get what you hope, but it will be interesting!]
He has also made an concerted effort to go through the kitchen and sharpen every blade in the room, except the butter spreaders.
[You can come help or just chat about sharp things!]
Aw, Glorfindel with his horsie!
And now he has to laugh aloud. Good joke! "Sorry, you lost your bet with Erestor. Celebrimbor may have been a forge-master and the son and grandson of forge-masters, but he was not made of metal."
He claps his hands together in hilarity. "I wish I had had your recipe for apple crisp! We had lots of apples in Himlad, but a desperate shortage of apple crisp! I could have fired up the oven and supplied my people with this essential weapon against sugar-cravings."
Glorfindel loves his horsie! But he wouldn't fit in the rucksack :(
Glorfindel was happy he got Curufin to laugh. "True enough. His handiwork was a marvel though. You have many reasons to be proud of him."
"Oh, but it is so simple! The trick is to let the apples sit a bit before adding them to the crust and baking them. It allows any loose juice to release and drain away."
Aw, too bad! I'm sure the horsie would have made a good Void Warrior. XD
He considered Galadriel. "Oh yes. She was always direct, from childhood on. I assume she still is, though I haven't seen her since we met in the first world I lived in after I left Arda. She was there, and she was still quite clear in all her communications." Smile of mixed feelings, but mostly of admiration for his cousin. The mixed feelings had to do with their conversations about Finrod, but eventually Curufin had offered a reparation that made sense to her and they were reconciled.
"Celebrimbor was an amazing smith. I've taught others, but I've never known anyone to pick up the skills so rapidly. He wanted to start learning when he was hardly tall enough to reach the tools that were hung on the wall. I made him a lower workbench and hung his tools further down on the wall. He was making silver and gold ornaments for celebrations and as hair jewelry before I even realized how proficient he was. And then he moved on to hammering wrought iron for all sorts of purposes, and then he started forging the heavier iron into knives and swords. Oh, and his mastery of gem-cutting was wonderful." A faint shadow crossed his face, because it was the Three Elven Rings that got his son killed. But he was still proud of him. The Elven communities wouldn't have survived the Second and Third Ages without Cel's work.
He smiled again, having long ago learned the art of bolstering his own moods with humor. "Oho! So that is the trick. Thanks for sharing that with me. I'll surely remember and try it next time I make apple crisp."
Re: Aw, too bad! I'm sure the horsie would have made a good Void Warrior. XD
"Is there a way to make requests for when the train restocks?"
Celebrimbor was a mixed hero. He'd made the Three Elven Rings, but how Sauron had taken and twisted what he'd taught was a true tragedy. "Talent like that definitely runs in your family," he said quietly. "You should only have been surprised that he waited until he was able to stand on his own at the bench." His eyes crinkled in humor at the gentle tease.
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"I'm not sure if we can request items for a restock, but we can try," he suggested.
Curufin had always been sure that Sauron had learned a lot more from Celebrimbor than Cel had learned from Sauron. After all, Sauron had only forged the One Ring after he had worked with Cel for quite some time. It was indeed a tragedy, and Curufin often wished that he had survived into the Second Age so that he might have been with his son when Annatar showed up. The fair face and generous manner wouldn't have fooled Curufin, not for a minute! But what is done is done.
He smiled at Glorfindel. "Truly, it was surprising that Cel waited so long. I wouldn't have been surprised if he had started forging before he was out of the cradle. It is in the blood, as you say. Actually, when he was a toddler, he did used to try to sneak into the forge when I wasn't looking. I had to take to locking the door." Soft laughter. His pride in his son was obvious.
Where are they again? I lost track!
"What was the first thing he ever made?" Glorfindel asked the proud papa. He felt it was important to remember those you loved. Even if you would one day see them again, it was good to keep their memories fresh.
Did you mean where in space, or where in time, or where in this thread? XD
He looked up to reply to Glorfindel's question about Celebrimbor's smithing history. "The first thing he ever made was a butterfly of wire and metallic foil, copper and silver. It was a really lovely thing, and he wanted to give it to Mother. So I told him he should! And he did. She wore it in her hair."
[ OOC: I checked all the game info pages about the shop, the kitchen and storeroom, and it doesn't look like there'd be apples. Here are the recipes for the month of Egret, and it seems that ONIONS are the thing of the month. I don't think they'd be making onion crisp as a dessert! But I left a question for Katy in the FAQS comm, to see if there is some way to get hold of apples. So, we'll see! ]
Yes?
[Of course he doesn't say danish, but that's what it comes out as, because the train translates it into the nearest equivalent.]
"That does sound quite beautiful. And shows he had a taste for jewellery making right from the start," Glorfindel said with a smile.
Lembas, recipe sent in a vision from Yavanna, Celebrimbor wasn't made in the forge, apple crisp. . .
[ I don't think the Danes and Denmark existed in Glordindel's and Curufin's era. XD ]
"He did. He had an aesthetic sense from the beginning, and a love of lyrical images and fine materials. He had orders from all over East Beleriand, before he was out of his adolescence."
[ Oops, in my last comment when I typed "Mother," I meant Sulriel, not Nerdanel. ]
Lembas, recipe sent in a vision from Yavanna, Celebrimbor wasn't made in the forge, apple crisp. . .
Re: Lembas, recipe sent in a vision from Yavanna, Celebrimbor wasn't made in the forge, apple crisp.
[Exactly! Cheese Doriath, perhaps?]
"I wish I'd gotten to meet him. When I returned to Middle-Earth, it was just after Sauron had forged his Ring." He shook his head at the loss of all that talent.
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He went to the cupboards where the cookware was kept and pulled out a bowl. "This one okay?"
[ Cheese Doriath! A gourmet recipe of East Beleriand, no doubt in some cookbook you could only order from a First Age publishing company called King Thingol's Press. ]
"I wish you could have met my son, too. He was not only an amazing smith, he was an amazing person. He was warm, loving, and sometimes humorous." He smiles, remembering all the good years he had with Celebrimbor. "He'd have liked you."
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[It is still popular in Lothlorien as it is Celeborn's favorite pastry. You haven't lived until you've gotten to eat one he's made. But you have to be fast, because while Glorfindel is sure Galadriel didn't marry Celeborn for his baking, she does claim her half of every Cheese Doriath he makes.]
"It's just fine," Glorfindel said with a nod. He assembled the ingredients that they would need that were in the cold box...refrigerator, and laid them out on the counter. "Measuring spoons?"
"Perhaps someday I will. Stranger things have happened," he pointed out. Then he thought a moment and then indicated the fact that the two of them were talking.
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And then, as Glorfindel started to assemble the utensils, Curufin rummaged in the drawers until he found the measuring spoons. "Here you go," he said, placing them on the counter.
"Perhaps you will meet my son someday. I found him again in Hadriel, the world I lived in before I came to the Voidtrecker. I was overjoyed, and so was he, and we were reconciled. But he disappeared from that place before I did. I can only hope that I will find him again someday. The multiverse is wide and mysterious, and as you say, stranger things have happened."
Not to dwell to long on that subject, which made him happy and sad at the same time, he suggested, "About that apple crisp. . . I can buy some apples from the train store, I'm fairly sure. I have a lot of points, so I'm willing to spend some of them on this. I think that maybe three big boxes full of apples would be enough?" He hefts an imaginary box, about the size of a large banker's box. "They wouldn't be delivered until the day of the next newcomers' platform, but that's okay."
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"Thank you." He started combining the dry ingredients based on his memories.
"I look forward to it," Glorfindel said sincerely. "It is one of the benefits of being immortal, we have time," he teased.
"Oo, yes, that should work. If we have any left, we can make some tarts, too!" It was very generous of Curufin to offer. He himself didn't have very many points yet.
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Curufin watched as Glorfindel started working on that very recipe.
He smiled. "Yes, we have time to meet everybody we ever loved, at least once more. Or for that matter, everybody we ever hated. Both of those have worked out well for me."
He brightened at the idea of actually being able to make the apple crisp for the whole train. "Yes! Apple crisp and apple tarts!" Curufin had more points than he knew what to do with, and no idea why the train was so generous with him.