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[emulsions]

[ This is the first time he's really doing this shit on this mind-imposed social network, so bear with him. ]

I'm a shitty judge of timing, so maybe this isn't...a good time, but—

I've got this batch of Twinkies. If you've never seen one, it's a 4-inch traditional sponge cake with a cream filling. Vanilla only. They're as close to store-bought as you're gonna get in this place.

If you've got a hankering for processed junk from home, I'll be at the Nocwich square handing them out whenever the doors open again.

...

Okay, that's all, thank you.

(( ooc: threadjacking welcome; if you reply, you can assume your character got a twinkie. feel free to spontaneously make other food requests. ))

Comments

[carmesi]

( she still isn't sure what's so great about it, as they've discussed before, but cake is cake. )

I suppose I'll have to trust your judgement.
Could I have two, in that case?

[emulsions]

Sure. Of course.

[carmesi]

Just wondering: what's a chef's most important tool?
I figure you'd know the answer to that.

( asking for a friend. )

[emulsions]

Your knife.
Every chef has their own.

I'm sort of borrowing whatever's there at my station right now.

[carmesi]

( that makes sense. but, also— )

I guess I never stopped to think about it.
Are there no individual kitchens in Thorne?

[emulsions]

In the castle? No, there isn't, it's got this huge dining hall. Open pretty much 24/7.

That's where I've been working.

[carmesi]

At least they let you use it, I guess?
I'll think of your single castle-kitchen when we have outdoor cooking and grilling taking place over here.

( anyway, off to get this man a knife of his own. )