Ann Can - no, no, not finishing that joke

[hotshot-momma.livejournal.com]

Who: Anna Lin, Souji Seta, Sora
What: Lessons in Hunan and Hong Kong home cooking
Where: Creche Alpha
When: Shortly after this discussion
Why: Souji missed Chinese food, which Anna happens to have grown up with, and offered to teach them how to cook. Bring your own ingredients!
How: Prose and prose-like actionspam
Warnings: Shouldn't be any triggers, but I'll edit this if this changes

Anna set up the small stove, arranging little dishes of diced onion and vegetables on the small counter in the mess hall in the Creche.

She actually missed KP duty back home. She was missing her home something awful, recently; speaking with Stephanie had made it bearable, on the one hand, but she also thought about it more. Her birthday coming up didn't help.

Anna was not going to advertise that if she could help it.

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[sistagonist.livejournal.com]

"On food or on people?" Souji asks, as deadpan as she can manage.

[hotshot-momma.livejournal.com]

Anna pauses, clearly unsure whether it was meant as a joke. Then, she shrugs. "At the moment, it's culinary training. Combat training is a whole 'nother class."

[sistagonist.livejournal.com]

"I can definitely manage, then. I've lived more or less on my own a lot," she says, cracking a smile to hopefully clue Anna in on the joke.

[hotshot-momma.livejournal.com]

"Good," Anna says. "Best way to learn. Okay then, take this -" she hands you a cleaver - "and dice some veggies while I work on disjointing the birds, okay?"

She takes a quail and scores it's skin. "For lack of better fat," she says.

[sistagonist.livejournal.com]

Souji takes note of that. For all her ability to make food out of random leftovers, she did still rely on storebought things that apparently didn't exist here, like cooking oil.

She gets to work on the vegetables, dicing them neatly and quickly in a practiced manner. Stir fry wasn't a hard dish, so she could concentrate on doing it right.