73rd of Summer, 516AV
Continued from this thread.
She had seen most of the Stormbloods filtering through the Pavilion for a while now, but as the sun was setting it seemed the whole city was settling down for the night. With only one more thing to do, Ixzo pulled the flanks from the pan, still very hot and plopped them on the cutting board. It was a lot of meat, but six people wouldn't have an issue with finishing it off, especially if she had accidentally made the other dishes uneatable.
Pinning the flank meat down with the wooden spoon, Ixzo flipped her knife from her pocket. She had just sharpened her trusty game knife that morning, it was always best to keep it very sharp when dealing with meat, so when she began slicing through the flank, it tore through with only a little sawing to help. At least she had done that right.
Tearing off a small piece, she popped it in her mouth, finding that her marinade did not work so well. It still just tasted like meat with the slight tang of the vinegar solution in it. Oh well.
"Are you eating all of that?"
"Mhmm." Ixzo joked as Asher limped forward. Her kittens were following close behind. They liked to follow the Drykas through his chores when Ixzo got annoyed with them, and she was surprised they hadn't come back at the smell of the meat, but now she could see the curiosity in their eyes. If she had a tail she would flick it in warning, but she didn't. Tlii strode right up to the freshly cut meat, gently sniffing the hot pan.
"Tssk!" She hissed at the kitten, spooking her back. By the warning, her brother didn't follow his sister's curiosity, bowling over her to weave through Asher's instead.
"Seems as though Te wants some too." Tetez. She corrected in her mind, not fond of the Drykas nickname for her cats. She knew the foreign names were weird to them, but still.
"That one Tlii. Want some?" She corrected him though, splaying a hand to the food for the Drykas.
"Oh, you're going to share?" He grinned and she rolled her eyes.
"Of course!" Ixzo grabbed the cutting board and stood up, wiping her knife on her breeches and popping it back in its sheath. She would clean it later. "I bring home elk if I was not sharing." She mumbled, thinking she would much rather have an elk carcass to present than try and write off her attempt to make food for the Pavilion. The Elk flanks had actually turned out fine, just as the rice. Perhaps her attempt to marinate the flank in the dark vinegar as Siglay had taught her did not work, but at least it wasn't over done like the rest, it was still red on the inside and juicy. Surrounded by small grilling chili peppers in its pan for spice. She doubted the Drykas would enjoy the hot peppers, but Ixzo would eat them all if they didn't. Meat and rice were things she knew how to make. But the cabbage she had grilled was burnt on one side and only lightly seared on the other. Still eatable, just so badly cooked. Let alone the Bok Choy, which she had accidentally cooked too far down, and now it was little more than a green mush in the pot. Again, it was all edible, just not exactly as she envisioned. And everything, everything, had a hefty dose of her favorite root: Garlic.
Dropping the cutting board at the pile of dishes she claimed to clean later, Ixzo picked up the two gallons of ale that she had bought for good measure. She didn't much like the alcohol, but she knew the humans did, so what could it hurt? She transferred them near the two large pans of cabbage and Bok Choy, the chilis and flank steak, and the crock of rice.
"Dig in." She said to Asher, who had got distracted signing something to whoever had come back first. She was hungry, and when she turned back to transfer the dishes as well, she grabbed one of her own. The Kelvic had no intention of waiting for everyone else. Utensils and table manners were not something to cross the wild woman's mind as she dug the wooden spoon into the rice, grabbing her first scoop.
By the time anyone was curious enough to find she had made dinner, Ixzo was chewing on a mushy glob of Bok Choy, glaring at the setting sun for messing up her vision.
Continued from this thread.
She had seen most of the Stormbloods filtering through the Pavilion for a while now, but as the sun was setting it seemed the whole city was settling down for the night. With only one more thing to do, Ixzo pulled the flanks from the pan, still very hot and plopped them on the cutting board. It was a lot of meat, but six people wouldn't have an issue with finishing it off, especially if she had accidentally made the other dishes uneatable.
Pinning the flank meat down with the wooden spoon, Ixzo flipped her knife from her pocket. She had just sharpened her trusty game knife that morning, it was always best to keep it very sharp when dealing with meat, so when she began slicing through the flank, it tore through with only a little sawing to help. At least she had done that right.
Tearing off a small piece, she popped it in her mouth, finding that her marinade did not work so well. It still just tasted like meat with the slight tang of the vinegar solution in it. Oh well.
"Are you eating all of that?"
"Mhmm." Ixzo joked as Asher limped forward. Her kittens were following close behind. They liked to follow the Drykas through his chores when Ixzo got annoyed with them, and she was surprised they hadn't come back at the smell of the meat, but now she could see the curiosity in their eyes. If she had a tail she would flick it in warning, but she didn't. Tlii strode right up to the freshly cut meat, gently sniffing the hot pan.
"Tssk!" She hissed at the kitten, spooking her back. By the warning, her brother didn't follow his sister's curiosity, bowling over her to weave through Asher's instead.
"Seems as though Te wants some too." Tetez. She corrected in her mind, not fond of the Drykas nickname for her cats. She knew the foreign names were weird to them, but still.
"That one Tlii. Want some?" She corrected him though, splaying a hand to the food for the Drykas.
"Oh, you're going to share?" He grinned and she rolled her eyes.
"Of course!" Ixzo grabbed the cutting board and stood up, wiping her knife on her breeches and popping it back in its sheath. She would clean it later. "I bring home elk if I was not sharing." She mumbled, thinking she would much rather have an elk carcass to present than try and write off her attempt to make food for the Pavilion. The Elk flanks had actually turned out fine, just as the rice. Perhaps her attempt to marinate the flank in the dark vinegar as Siglay had taught her did not work, but at least it wasn't over done like the rest, it was still red on the inside and juicy. Surrounded by small grilling chili peppers in its pan for spice. She doubted the Drykas would enjoy the hot peppers, but Ixzo would eat them all if they didn't. Meat and rice were things she knew how to make. But the cabbage she had grilled was burnt on one side and only lightly seared on the other. Still eatable, just so badly cooked. Let alone the Bok Choy, which she had accidentally cooked too far down, and now it was little more than a green mush in the pot. Again, it was all edible, just not exactly as she envisioned. And everything, everything, had a hefty dose of her favorite root: Garlic.
Dropping the cutting board at the pile of dishes she claimed to clean later, Ixzo picked up the two gallons of ale that she had bought for good measure. She didn't much like the alcohol, but she knew the humans did, so what could it hurt? She transferred them near the two large pans of cabbage and Bok Choy, the chilis and flank steak, and the crock of rice.
"Dig in." She said to Asher, who had got distracted signing something to whoever had come back first. She was hungry, and when she turned back to transfer the dishes as well, she grabbed one of her own. The Kelvic had no intention of waiting for everyone else. Utensils and table manners were not something to cross the wild woman's mind as she dug the wooden spoon into the rice, grabbing her first scoop.
By the time anyone was curious enough to find she had made dinner, Ixzo was chewing on a mushy glob of Bok Choy, glaring at the setting sun for messing up her vision.
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I hope to see a sequel next summer!
