[open] come along for food

[isaz]

Who: Boreas and you!
Where: Kitchen
When: Lunchtime, early part of sick week 1
Rating: Nothing spicy here except food, maybe
What: Grumpy dragon dad cooks.

From: Wintersmith

I am roasting something I hunted.

Tell me something about your home and I will give you a piece.

[ True to his message, Boreas can be found inside the Temple's rudimentary kitchen. He's cleared out a decent amount of space next to the oven, the carcass of a deer-pigeon fusion animal on the counter with half of the meat sliced off. A rich smell emanates from the brick oven where several cuts of meat are currently cooking - not-quite buttery, carrying notes of spice and zest.

He'll be cooking slices of the deerpigeon as people come, plating them when the juices have completely soaked in. The meat is a bit tough, which he has tried to remedy by cutting slits in the meat in hopes that the residual fat would soften the muscle. What might stand out to others is the manner that it has been seasoned with - the meat is rubbed with butter and some oil to make up for the leanness of the meat, but there is also noticeable amounts of berry paste stuffed into the steak. The texture of the paste is much like pesto, along with how little it has been added, clearly evident that it is meant to serve as seasoning. If one licks a bit of the paste, they'll find that it's the source of the spiciness. It's a strange sort of flavour, but not entirely unpleasant - just unique. Mixed in with the paste are bits of something hard, possibly seeds. Biting them stings, like peppercorns.

Adults may be offered a glass of wine if they look like they need one. Otherwise, feel free to hang out in the kitchen while he cooks his kill. Ask questions, chat with each other, tell him stories while the temple flu isn't too intense.

Occasionally one might see him with his horns replaced by bunny ears. There's probably a reason to it but he's not telling you ]

[ ooc: feel free to tag each other as well! he'll just be around cooking until the meat runs out. if anyone has taste preferences he can try to accommodate them. if you'd like to do wildcards I'm game. hit me up on plurk or via pm ♥ ]

Comments

[p_mortem]

[ It's a job if you do work, I don't know. Minato doesn't know either, although he looks somewhat confused that it's not a title like he thought, but just... who he is... ]

Oh. Okay. Do you prefer "the" in front of "Wintersmith" or no?

[ He'll just go with it ]

[isaz]

[ It's complicated. Maybe he'll come clean to Minato someday; but not today. ]

Either is fine. I've had people use both types.

[ Variants on grammar and all. ]

[p_mortem]

[ That makes it easy on Minato, who won't have to remember one way or another, so he's grateful for that. ]

Alright, that works.

[ There's a finality to that, but Minato looks around the kitchen, to where where the meat has been plated and enjoyed by so many of the people here. ]

Actually... Do you have any meat that hasn't been seasoned yet?

[isaz]

I do.

[ Is he going to try to cook? Boreas supposes he'll have to keep an eye on this Arisato boy if he does. ]

I'll cut some for you if you want to use it.

[ There's a chuck that he's left on the table just in case someone wants an unseasoned cut within the next fifteen minutes. But if not, there's other parts of the deerpigeon that they can use ]

[p_mortem]

That'd be great. It doesn't have to be a lot— Koromaru's not a very big dog.

[ Rather than trying to cook something himself, he was hoping to get something for Koromaru. Do dogs eat raw or cooked meat? He doesn't know, but he supposes he'll find some sort of happy medium— semi-rare, rather— and hope for the best.

So it doesn't have to be a very big piece, or even a good cut of meat. Just whatever's left over that's too hard to pick off the bones. ]

[isaz]

You have a dog?

[ — is what comes to mind first. Dogs... he's heard of them, animals as companions. Though they were mostly companions for people living in other regions. He knows a little but not much. ]

What sort of dog?

[p_mortem]

Mm. A shiba inu.

[ ...Although, if Boreas isn't familiar with dogs, maybe knowing the breed name doesn't help at all. ]

He's not really my dog. He's... a dog. Who's here with me.

[ He wishes he could explain it in better terms than the fact that calling Koromaru his "pet" feels wrong, because he's not a pet. He's so much more than one. ]

[isaz]

[ He doesn't quite see the difference, but perhaps Minato had taken pity on the dog and took care of it. It would be cruel to let an innocent animal starve, too. ]

In my world, the hunting dogs were usually fed parts of a hunter's kill as reward for their help. I don't know if that's what your dog likes, though...

[p_mortem]

He's not too picky, I think...

[ There's always a hard limit, of course, like burnt food nobody else would want to eat either, but Koromaru's been living on the streets for a while since he found a home in the dorms, so he must have had to live off whatever people could spare. ]

Senpai would cook him something like hamburger, when he was there. I fed him takoyaki sometimes.

[ Minato is an irresponsible pet owner, probably, but at least he can say that Koromaru liked takoyaki? ]

[isaz]

[ Maybe it's for the better that he doesn't know what takoyaki is or he might have scolded Minato for such things. ]

Well, cooked meat is a first. Then maybe some grains for nutrition. I wouldn't prepare him things with too many condiments, something light is easier to digest for their systems.

[ Cooking meat helps to make sure that whatever animalcules inside are killed, too. ]

I can help you make food for him if you need.

[p_mortem]

[ Somebody needs to scold him, because he never really thought about dog stomachs being something delicate, when Koromaru's been happily eating what he does and Minato used to live off nothing but ramen and burgers or wherever his friends wanted to eat out that day. ]

Thanks. I kind of want to learn how to cook for him myself, so I don't burden others so much. But it would be helpful if you ever have spare meat.

[ Cooking sounds feasible. Hunting is something he sort of wavers on— hacking apart Shadows is one thing, but Shadows don't bleed. ]

[isaz]

[ You should really take better care of your flesh vessel, kid... ]

We should. [ Can't let anyone go hungry, after all. ] Do you know the basics of cooking meat? I can teach you too.

[ Teach a man to fish and he'll eat for a lifetime... or something. ]

[p_mortem]

[ He's dead so there's no point!!! ]

Uh. I know it should be cooked through, and to watch it so it doesn't burn.

[ He knows the bare minimum basics that comes from common sense, but in terms of practical cooking... he can follow a recipe, or anything that involves throwing miscellaneous ingredients into a blender to be chugged down without regard for things like taste or presentation. ]

[isaz]

[ Even if you're dead, you're still inhabiting something. He's dead too. Have some pride for yourself ]

That's half of it. The other is working the texture so that it's of a consistency that your dog likes. Most prefer on the rare side, so you should try out different cooking times to see what he likes.

[ He doesn't have any recipes memorized considering half of Isaz cooking is improvization, but this should be enough. ]

[p_mortem]

[ ...This is so much effort he's going to have to put into this that he would never in a million years bother to do for his own sake, but he nods along and takes mental notes of the suggestion. ]

I'll keep all that in mind. Let me know next time you go hunting? I'll go tell Koromaru the good news now.

[isaz]

[ Self-sacrificing hero types, all these kids. ]

I will. I'll make you some, too.

[ Yeah, he's going to feed you especially if you're not going to feed yourself. ]