Cooking with Matt

[piwakawaka]

Tiwa is discussing where she and Matt can take over the kitchen and the rats are moving out of the way. Her plan is fairly simple, everything they'll have will be baked in the end as that gives more time for cleaning afterwards.

Everything isn't prepped but a lot of things are as that means more time for the good parts of cooking. When she's sure that everything's set then she goes to the door to see if she can spot him.

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[semicharmed]

"But it droops," Matt protests.

[piwakawaka]

"It will puff when it bakes, I promise and you'll tuck that in with the top part and then we won't lose any pie filling."

[semicharmed]

Matt does his best to spread the pastry dough around in a more-or-less-even array.

"As long as I really haven't destroyed these pies."

[piwakawaka]

"No, you haven't and they don't have to be terribly neat,"

Pies for home eating don't need the same elegance as ones that get sold.

[semicharmed]

"Oh aces," Matt says cheerfully.

"Because they definitely aren't."

Still, with a little poking and prodding and pushing, they nearly look presentable.

[piwakawaka]

"Good as I'm bringing over the fillings. We'll have four of each kind."

[semicharmed]

Matt steps back chivalrously ... or at least decisively ... to allow Tiwa access to the crusts.

[piwakawaka]

Tiwa grins at him and puts a pan into his hands,

"Spoon equal amounts of that into each one and then put the cheese over them, be generous."

[semicharmed]

Matt looks momentarily panicked, but then it registers that those are very easy directions.

"Equal amounts," he notes, "generosity. Got it."

[piwakawaka]

She laughs at the moment of panic and starts on putting the other fillings in the pies.

Soon they're all full and she starts rolling out the leftover pastry for the tops, "They're looking good."

[semicharmed]

Matt has a bit more of a spring in his step at the pronouncement.

"How much did you cook the meat, by the way? Or, I guess the recipe'll say that."

[piwakawaka]

"Chicken most of the way as that helps it soak up all the curry flavors, beef browned and mainly cooked, it's mince so cooks fast. Lamb not quite as much since you want it to still be a little tender,"

As she looks over the pies, she points out as the meat's fairly obvious to see though the chicken's a bit hidden by curry.

[semicharmed]

"But now we're going to bake it, so it'll cook more."

This is sllllightly a question.

[piwakawaka]

"Yes, but first we put the rest of the pastry on top and make designs."

[semicharmed]

Matt eyes a perfidious bit of leftover pastry dough.

"Are you picky about the type of design?"

His will be ... impressionistic.

[piwakawaka]

"It depends what you do," She's curious so won't say no just wants to see.

[semicharmed]

Matt's effort ...


Looks a lot like a very sad half-pie-crust.

It doesn't quite reach all the way across.

[piwakawaka]

Tiwa carefully adds another half and hands him a knife,

"Cut or prick out a design with that."

[semicharmed]

Matt considers the knife.

And the already-lopsided pie.


With a bit of tugging, he shifts the crust to the center of the pie, with a bit of space all around, and starts poking holes in it with the knife.

The end result is reminiscent of a pentagram or magical circle, though it doesn't contain any actionable magic symbols.

[piwakawaka]

Tiwa tries valiantly to not giggle too much as she finishes the other pies.

A few are pretty simple but one has a kind of spiral shape going on, "It looks good."

[semicharmed]

Matt shoots her an amused, but somewhat suspicious glance.

"Good."

[piwakawaka]

Her face is one of the purest innocence, she practices as she finishes of the last one,

"There, they can go in now and we can figure out what to make for dessert."

[semicharmed]

Once the pies go safely into the oven, Matt slumps back against the nearest counter.

"Dessert."

A slightly dazed grin.

"Okay, fairygirl, hit me. What're we making?"

[piwakawaka]

"That's up to you. Scones, afghans or we can keep it simple and just make a trifle,"

She just looks smug, this is nice and soon there will be delicious food.

[semicharmed]

"A trifle?"

Matt's eyebrows arch, impressed.

"Is-- that's like a pudding, right?"