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[flamecursed]

Who: katsumori
When: september 8
Where: katsumori
What: a new girl + whatever else your heart desires
Warnings: probably not

[ a crime has been committed this day. ]

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[presgarddihellis]

[when the British pillaged the world for its spices but uses NONE OF THEM in their cuisine, smdh.]

Mm. With no Judy, however.

Would you like to try some?

[ratiocinations]

[He is very sorry about being British.]

Hmph! I would hope not. [wow someone knew about punch and judy] But... if you do not mind, I am curious.

[Yes, he'd like to try some.]

[presgarddihellis]

[keyboard warrior historian nonsense mixed with some losers (ROSELLE) carrying over Earth things to the pseudo-Victorian steampunk world...

but he's just going to pass over... lotus seed paste-filled jiandui!]

Something sweet to start with?

I'm thinking a simple stirfry would be quick and easy.

[ratiocinations]

[Oh, you spoil him, sir. He will happily take it, examining it first.]

Have you always been a deft hand in the kitchen?

[presgarddihellis]

My Chinese mother's health wasn't the best, so I'd help with the meals.

[getting his own ball of sesame and nomming.]

And with my Loenese family... well, no one was an especially good cook until after the transmigration incident. Then I took over the cooking until I was working a bit too much. We hired a cook at that point.

[ratiocinations]

Ah. While your circumstances are not precisely what I would call enviable, I must say that your talents born from them are.

[guy who can't cook!!]

Individuals such as myself will simply have to take advantage of your generosity.

[presgarddihellis]

That just gives me excuses to eat as much of the food of my homeland as I can before leaving here.

[ratiocinations]

Hm. Quite.

[Anyway, he takes a bite! He likes it — not that he has much of a sweet tooth, but honestly, this is so much better than anything they've been served in the cafeteria thus far.]

Very commendable, Mr Smith.

[presgarddihellis]

If it's to your taste, I do plan to make some mooncakes for the season at a later time.

[ratiocinations]

[In which I debate if Sherlock Holmes would know or bother to remember what a mooncake is.]

Mooncake...?

[presgarddihellis]

It's a traditional recipe. Usually shared during the mid-autumn festivities.

[ratiocinations]

I see. Well, I have no qualms about trying something new as a general rule.

[presgarddihellis]

I should introduce you to blood cakes.

It's only a bit different from blood pudding.

[is joke? or...]

[ratiocinations]

[HE WOULD NOT KNOW]

Now, if you've the ingredients for that in the kitchen, I might begin to question its origin.

[presgarddihellis]

Pigs, normally.

... but completely valid to be concerned in this place.

[ratiocinations]

It is a concern we will tend to if we are ever granted such a thing. As it stands, this place cannot even deign to give me a nice cup of tea.

[presgarddihellis]

Truly that is the worst crime they've committed here yet.

[ratiocinations]

Not even decent coffee, either.

[presgarddihellis]

Puck does complain about that one, often.