"I tend toward oil and vinegar myself but I like both."
Food. Food is a safe topic. Luckily, it's one he likes a lot. He'll routinely fall back on that when things start to get too tense otherwise.
"I've got most of those things already in stock around here, so that sounds like a good lunch project. But, you're right. We're getting ahead of ourselves. Let's get those rolls rolling." Hope she likes bad puns, he likes those a lot too.
He moves like a dancer through the kitchen, grabbing utensils and ingredients without even having to look. Everything is exactly where he puts it, so he can have confidence in his every move. And as he starts on the recipe, he goes about it in a way that belies that he would have been a good teacher in another life. He explains his motions, invites her to join-in on certain steps, instructs her in how to use the mixer without it sounding condescending. It's all so natural, he almost forgets he's been doing this alone for years. The time seems to melt away like butter in a hot pan. Soon enough, they will have their rolls ready to bake in a deep cast iron skillet.
"Would you like to do the honors of putting them in?"
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Date: 2021-07-07 02:09 pm (UTC)Food. Food is a safe topic. Luckily, it's one he likes a lot. He'll routinely fall back on that when things start to get too tense otherwise.
"I've got most of those things already in stock around here, so that sounds like a good lunch project. But, you're right. We're getting ahead of ourselves. Let's get those rolls rolling." Hope she likes bad puns, he likes those a lot too.
He moves like a dancer through the kitchen, grabbing utensils and ingredients without even having to look. Everything is exactly where he puts it, so he can have confidence in his every move. And as he starts on the recipe, he goes about it in a way that belies that he would have been a good teacher in another life. He explains his motions, invites her to join-in on certain steps, instructs her in how to use the mixer without it sounding condescending. It's all so natural, he almost forgets he's been doing this alone for years. The time seems to melt away like butter in a hot pan. Soon enough, they will have their rolls ready to bake in a deep cast iron skillet.
"Would you like to do the honors of putting them in?"