A Few Substitutions

[justfuckingtryit]

[The counter in the ratty little apartment is overrun with a handful of potatoes, some cookware that's decidedly a mismatched set, and a cookbook that has definitely seen better days. Lumen's standing in front of it, peering down at a page that's stained with age and who knows what else.]

You look at this thing yet? We're missing half the ingredients.

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[we_meet_again]

[Gonna wash!! the dishes!! He has 8-10 minutes before dinner go go go]

Good luck!

[justfuckingtryit]

Remind me after dinner. I'll look then.

[Going to start collecting the things they need for the table and setting them out.]

[we_meet_again]

[They barely used any dishes so it doesn't take eight entire minutes.

Cleanup: done

Hands: wet





Lumen: present]

[justfuckingtryit]

[When the table's set, he wanders back into the kitchen to peek in the oven window, then leans back against the counter, arms folded, while he waits.]

[we_meet_again]

[Ah damn Lumen's back isn't turned any more. Act natural.

He wipes his wet hands on his thighs, instead.]

How's it looking?

[justfuckingtryit]

Pretty good?

Doesn't smell bad, either.

[we_meet_again]

I can't wait to try it.

[justfuckingtryit]

Me neither.

[we_meet_again]

I didn't take notice of when we put it in. Did you?

[justfuckingtryit]

One more minute. You think I didn't learn my lesson after the carrots?

[we_meet_again]

...Thank goodness one of us did!

[justfuckingtryit]

[Glancing up at the clock on the wall.]

I just don't want to to do that again.

[we_meet_again]

Yeah, let's not.

[justfuckingtryit]

[Annnnd, that's about it.]

[Just going to open up the oven and take this thing out without a mitt.]

...looks okay.

[we_meet_again]

[Crowding in for a peek.]

That looks great!

[justfuckingtryit]

Time for moment of truth. Want to grab a knife for this thing?

[we_meet_again]

[He grabs a knife from the silverware drawer.]

How big a slice you want?

[justfuckingtryit]

Let me have a small one until we make sure it's edible.

[I mean. Not like they won't have to eat it anyway, but.]

[we_meet_again]

[Serves Lumen up a small slice. Gives himself a bigger slice, however. He is committed to eating this thing. he's GONNA!]

[justfuckingtryit]

[Tbh, it's this or nothing, so. Even if it's awful, this is dinner.]

[Going to bring the plates over to the table for them.]

[we_meet_again]

[Awww yeah. Serves up those frittata slices]

[justfuckingtryit]

You ready for the moment of truth?

[we_meet_again]

Here goes nothing!

[justfuckingtryit]

[Sliding into his chair and forking up a piece of this thing.]

[we_meet_again]

[Suri takes a big bite, huffing a little because it's hot.

The eggs mixed with milk is nice, and it comes together nicely with the sweetness of the onion. The potato is ...there, like it always is, that ever-present starchy filler. The radishes are, frankly, a little weird. They're slightly spicy and the greens came out slightly bitter. for some reason. But the flavor helps cover up the potato and that's the most important thing. Definitely not the worst thing they've made this week!]

It's good!!