Monday December 19th, 6:14 pm after school at the grocery store
Amanda walked into the store and looked around. She was in a cheerful mood, since Okita and her had made plans for the break. They were going to have dinner at Amanda's house and she was here to decide what to make for dinner when Okita and the twins came over. She would be making something Italian, but she hadn't yet decided what it would be.
'Maybe that meal Grandmama made last time I visited...that would be good. And I'll bet Okita and the twins have never tried something like that before....' she thought, heading to look at the various flours available. If she was making something with her Grandmother's recipe, it would be from scratch, including the making of the pasta noodles.
She started to slowly make her selections, picking only the best materials for the noodles. She let a bright smile touch her lips as she continued to look through various materials.
'Maybe I should make a salad too....that would be good. And some bread. Can't have pasta without some good bread...' she thought, humming softly to herself now. She hadn't cooked for anyone besides herself in awhile.
'Maybe that meal Grandmama made last time I visited...that would be good. And I'll bet Okita and the twins have never tried something like that before....' she thought, heading to look at the various flours available. If she was making something with her Grandmother's recipe, it would be from scratch, including the making of the pasta noodles.
She started to slowly make her selections, picking only the best materials for the noodles. She let a bright smile touch her lips as she continued to look through various materials.
'Maybe I should make a salad too....that would be good. And some bread. Can't have pasta without some good bread...' she thought, humming softly to herself now. She hadn't cooked for anyone besides herself in awhile.