Log: The Cookies Need Tasting
Who: Lujayn, Milani
When: 17:45 D12 M5 T25
Where: Kitchen, High Reaches Weyr
What: A change encounter in the kitchen leads to taste-testing cookies, catching up on news and gossip and then retreating for drinks
Kitchen, High Reaches Weyr(#267RJs)
Polished marble and granite surfaces, gleaming metalwork and pale woods characterize the vaulted fastness of the kitchen. Several large hearths gape red-mouthed against the outer wall of the cavern, their fires almost always stoked for the constant cooking the Weyr requires to feed its denizens. Sinks line the wall to one side of the hearths, providing ample space to wash large quantities of dishes, while to the other, cabinetry and a deep pantry provide storage space for items commonly needed on a day-to-day basis.
The remaining wall space is taken up by passageways and extra seating: swinging doors that lead variously to the main living cavern, the inner caverns and the storage rooms, a counter-height pass-through for food service to the Snowasis, and a series of nooks equipped with tables and benches for quick, out-of-the-way meals any time of day.
>---< Local Weather for HRW >------------------------------------------------<
Current Temp: 54 F Today's Lo/Hi: 43 F / 65 F
Belior: waxing gibbous Timor: waning crescent
Weather: partly cloudy
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A layer of patch clouds covers the sky. The air feels cool and damp, but
there is no rainfall today.
>-----------------------------------< 17:45 D12 M5 T25, spring afternoon >---<
Cloudy skies, but comfortable air today means more people are out and about in the afternoon, catching some fresh air and what sunshine makes it through the clouds. Milani, however, is in the kitchen, perched at one of the counters off to one side, of all things, taste-testing cookies it seems. "Well the nutty ones have a nice crunch," she's telling the cook, "but the caramel flavor on those butter-sweet ones is just amazing."
Lujayn hasn't been down to the kitchens much since her return, at least not without duties. Today is purely out of curiosity, her nose leading her towards something sweet and new. "Keep 'em all," She comes up from behind with a big smile, "Sounds like you hit on a good batch of ideas," Lu compliments the baker.
Turning as Lujayn approaches, Milani lifts a cookie and holds it out to the goldrider. "Hey Lu! You have to try these," the records-keeper enthuses while the baker smiles, looking very pleased. "Thank you ma'am. Just looking for the best ones to put into regular rotation."
"What's this?" Lujayn takes the cookie carefully, pleased to find it fresh and warm. She takes a bite eithout waiting long for a reply, not suspicious of anything that could smell so good. "Oh, delicious," She nods in agreement. "How many choices are there?"
"That's got raisins in it and cinnamon," Milani describes and reaches for another cookie, smaller with a thumprint pressed into it. "Ten," the baker answers with a smile and tilts the platter toward the goldrider. "I came in and the head cook said they should use me to taste test because I used to filch so many when I was a kid," Milani says laughingly and pats the next stool over. "Sit for a bit? How've things been going?"
Lujayn holds the treat in hand while taking another to test, nibbling a bit at a time. "I've got my weyr furnished ... took long enough, didn't it?" She pokes fun at herself. "The last really exciting thing was when I went to the weaverhall for their spring displays - had to get out in a mighty big hurry when Elaruth went up. Now /these/ are delicious." Finishing off one of the thumbprints with a bright smile. "You? I mean.. the last time I saw you, I heard you had a kid?" That's a pretty big change, at least in Lu's mind.
"Oh I think it's worth taking your time to get it right, decorating," Milani says with a laugh and takes a big bite out of her cookie. Her nose wrinkles up a little bit though, at mention of the flight at Fort. "Oh that must've been worrying, given what happened. Sounds like a right mess," she says with a little sigh. "Paddy's worried about Hattie," but then she refocuses on the questions just asked and nods a few times. "Well, Milandra's three, almost four really, now. And then I had Nicky. Nikalas. And well, everything was fine with that physically, but something happened, I wasn't well for a while afterward and I went south for the sunshine for a while. But then I got better. So, here I am!" There's that bright grin again and the rest of that cookie is popped into her mouth.
Lujayn grimaces. "It was. Glad I wasn't around to see it." She listens to Milani's tale attentively, filing names away. "I'm sorry I wasn't around to see /that/, though." Replying while dusting fingers on her trousers. "I mean, you having kids and all, not being sick." She amends quickly. "Not that I wouldn't have been there to help when you weren't feeling well," What? Lu's talking in circles. It must be the amazing baking.
Milani reaches for another one of those buttery cookies and nods seriously. "I'm glad you didn't get caught up in it either. I heard that Taikrin's Szadath was though. Leova lit out fast the other day to go see him, though I didn't find out that's /why/ she ran off until afterward," she explains and smiles over at Lujayn. "You're welcome to come meet both or either of them either time. The kids, I mean. They're in the nursery of course, for a good part of the day." She reaches over, fingers aiming a light touch to Lu's arm. "I know you would've, thank you, Lujayn."
Lujayn smiles, sitting back to chat. "I'll definitely be doing that sometime." She smiles fondly around the kitchen, taking in the sights and sounds of everything, all the smells - not just cookies - coming together in a wonderful atmosphere. "You're on the up and up, I wish I had some gossip to trade." The rider says at last, shrugging. "Other than that those pink drinks at the Snowasis have become a huge hit, but that's hardly news anymore, is it?"
"Helps to've been a gossip with my ear to the ground here for most of my life," Milani notes and munches on more cookie. "Just give it time, before you know it, you'll have all the latest news under your belt too. And /those/ were pretty good." She finishes off her cookie and tilts her head vaguely in the direction of the Snowasis. "Are you at loose ends for a bit? We could trade sweets for drinking."
"I am, as it happens. Remembered the delicious samples that you can snag down here," Lujayn grins at the baker, not disappointed in the least. "Who gets to decide on the final cookie, anyhow?" She wonders, eyeing the spectacular array on the tray before her.
"Great, then here, let's take two of these for the road," Milani says and catches up what look like klah cookies. The baker makes a gesture with her finger around the kitchen. "All of us bakers with a veto vote from the head cook. And we'll be taking in the opinions of all of the people who taste-tested," is explained cheerily. "Thanks for helping out!" Milani laughs again and slips off of her stool. "No, /thank you/, I mean, it's /such/ a hardship to try out cookies!" And she tilts her head toward the door. "Shall we?"
When: 17:45 D12 M5 T25
Where: Kitchen, High Reaches Weyr
What: A change encounter in the kitchen leads to taste-testing cookies, catching up on news and gossip and then retreating for drinks
Kitchen, High Reaches Weyr(#267RJs)
Polished marble and granite surfaces, gleaming metalwork and pale woods characterize the vaulted fastness of the kitchen. Several large hearths gape red-mouthed against the outer wall of the cavern, their fires almost always stoked for the constant cooking the Weyr requires to feed its denizens. Sinks line the wall to one side of the hearths, providing ample space to wash large quantities of dishes, while to the other, cabinetry and a deep pantry provide storage space for items commonly needed on a day-to-day basis.
The remaining wall space is taken up by passageways and extra seating: swinging doors that lead variously to the main living cavern, the inner caverns and the storage rooms, a counter-height pass-through for food service to the Snowasis, and a series of nooks equipped with tables and benches for quick, out-of-the-way meals any time of day.
>---< Local Weather for HRW >------------------------------------------------<
Current Temp: 54 F Today's Lo/Hi: 43 F / 65 F
Belior: waxing gibbous Timor: waning crescent
Weather: partly cloudy
----------------------------------------------------------------------------
A layer of patch clouds covers the sky. The air feels cool and damp, but
there is no rainfall today.
>-----------------------------------< 17:45 D12 M5 T25, spring afternoon >---<
Cloudy skies, but comfortable air today means more people are out and about in the afternoon, catching some fresh air and what sunshine makes it through the clouds. Milani, however, is in the kitchen, perched at one of the counters off to one side, of all things, taste-testing cookies it seems. "Well the nutty ones have a nice crunch," she's telling the cook, "but the caramel flavor on those butter-sweet ones is just amazing."
Lujayn hasn't been down to the kitchens much since her return, at least not without duties. Today is purely out of curiosity, her nose leading her towards something sweet and new. "Keep 'em all," She comes up from behind with a big smile, "Sounds like you hit on a good batch of ideas," Lu compliments the baker.
Turning as Lujayn approaches, Milani lifts a cookie and holds it out to the goldrider. "Hey Lu! You have to try these," the records-keeper enthuses while the baker smiles, looking very pleased. "Thank you ma'am. Just looking for the best ones to put into regular rotation."
"What's this?" Lujayn takes the cookie carefully, pleased to find it fresh and warm. She takes a bite eithout waiting long for a reply, not suspicious of anything that could smell so good. "Oh, delicious," She nods in agreement. "How many choices are there?"
"That's got raisins in it and cinnamon," Milani describes and reaches for another cookie, smaller with a thumprint pressed into it. "Ten," the baker answers with a smile and tilts the platter toward the goldrider. "I came in and the head cook said they should use me to taste test because I used to filch so many when I was a kid," Milani says laughingly and pats the next stool over. "Sit for a bit? How've things been going?"
Lujayn holds the treat in hand while taking another to test, nibbling a bit at a time. "I've got my weyr furnished ... took long enough, didn't it?" She pokes fun at herself. "The last really exciting thing was when I went to the weaverhall for their spring displays - had to get out in a mighty big hurry when Elaruth went up. Now /these/ are delicious." Finishing off one of the thumbprints with a bright smile. "You? I mean.. the last time I saw you, I heard you had a kid?" That's a pretty big change, at least in Lu's mind.
"Oh I think it's worth taking your time to get it right, decorating," Milani says with a laugh and takes a big bite out of her cookie. Her nose wrinkles up a little bit though, at mention of the flight at Fort. "Oh that must've been worrying, given what happened. Sounds like a right mess," she says with a little sigh. "Paddy's worried about Hattie," but then she refocuses on the questions just asked and nods a few times. "Well, Milandra's three, almost four really, now. And then I had Nicky. Nikalas. And well, everything was fine with that physically, but something happened, I wasn't well for a while afterward and I went south for the sunshine for a while. But then I got better. So, here I am!" There's that bright grin again and the rest of that cookie is popped into her mouth.
Lujayn grimaces. "It was. Glad I wasn't around to see it." She listens to Milani's tale attentively, filing names away. "I'm sorry I wasn't around to see /that/, though." Replying while dusting fingers on her trousers. "I mean, you having kids and all, not being sick." She amends quickly. "Not that I wouldn't have been there to help when you weren't feeling well," What? Lu's talking in circles. It must be the amazing baking.
Milani reaches for another one of those buttery cookies and nods seriously. "I'm glad you didn't get caught up in it either. I heard that Taikrin's Szadath was though. Leova lit out fast the other day to go see him, though I didn't find out that's /why/ she ran off until afterward," she explains and smiles over at Lujayn. "You're welcome to come meet both or either of them either time. The kids, I mean. They're in the nursery of course, for a good part of the day." She reaches over, fingers aiming a light touch to Lu's arm. "I know you would've, thank you, Lujayn."
Lujayn smiles, sitting back to chat. "I'll definitely be doing that sometime." She smiles fondly around the kitchen, taking in the sights and sounds of everything, all the smells - not just cookies - coming together in a wonderful atmosphere. "You're on the up and up, I wish I had some gossip to trade." The rider says at last, shrugging. "Other than that those pink drinks at the Snowasis have become a huge hit, but that's hardly news anymore, is it?"
"Helps to've been a gossip with my ear to the ground here for most of my life," Milani notes and munches on more cookie. "Just give it time, before you know it, you'll have all the latest news under your belt too. And /those/ were pretty good." She finishes off her cookie and tilts her head vaguely in the direction of the Snowasis. "Are you at loose ends for a bit? We could trade sweets for drinking."
"I am, as it happens. Remembered the delicious samples that you can snag down here," Lujayn grins at the baker, not disappointed in the least. "Who gets to decide on the final cookie, anyhow?" She wonders, eyeing the spectacular array on the tray before her.
"Great, then here, let's take two of these for the road," Milani says and catches up what look like klah cookies. The baker makes a gesture with her finger around the kitchen. "All of us bakers with a veto vote from the head cook. And we'll be taking in the opinions of all of the people who taste-tested," is explained cheerily. "Thanks for helping out!" Milani laughs again and slips off of her stool. "No, /thank you/, I mean, it's /such/ a hardship to try out cookies!" And she tilts her head toward the door. "Shall we?"