Sixth floor kitchen- Wednesday late morning and afternoon

[annieadderall]

Today seemed to be a busy day for a lot of things, but Annie hoped people would show up for today's cooking extravaganza for tomorrow's Thanksgiving feast. When she wasn't in class, Annie was here, getting things set up or trying something from a recipe book. Cooking was easy, right? You just put stuff together according to directions. Nothing hard

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[didntchewgrass]

Elphaba had arrived after the reserves meeting, mainly because she wanted to make sure there were pies and the like she could eat tomorrow. She carefully sort of segregated her ingredients and prep space, not to be unsocial, but just to be careful not to accidentally un-vegan her cooking.

She would, however, make an effort to be social. "I think we might be expecting far more people to be around this year for this harvest celebration, all things considered."

[annieadderall]

"Yeah, that's what I was thinking," Annie agreed. "One of the reasons I hope a lot of people show. Running out of food would be kind of bad..."

[didntchewgrass]

"And it's just good to plan ahead, really," Elphaba said. "Make sure to cater to the general sorts of different dietary needs, so no one is left out, and just... well, I'm not exactly a masterful chef, but this sort of work is rather relaxing."

[annieadderall]

There was one thing in there that stood out to Annie, and she looked back at the fridge in mild panic. "You don't think anyone's allergic to gluten, do you?"

[wasthecuteone]

"Okay, so I'm far from an expert," Petra said as she arrived, still tying her cupcake-print apron on, "but I think most Thanksgiving stuff is secretly pretty easy anyway, right? I mean, the pumpkin pie recipe's right on the back of the can."

[annieadderall]

"Yep! And if you can call the Butterball hotline for the main thing at dinner, I figure the sides and stuff have to be easy," Annie reasoned.

[wasthecuteone]

"The only thing I'm kind of worried about is stuffing," Petra admitted. "I know some people are really particular about it. I'm partial to oysters, but I don't have to have them. I guess, you know, we put out what we can do and people will just have to deal, right?"

[annieadderall]

The girl who'd just had a panic attack over gluten stared just a little. "You think they won't mind?" she asked. "And you can put oysters in?"

[glacial_witch]

Karla had a fairly busy day before her and wasn't really up for dealing with any of it. So she was taking a little 'her time' and heading up to the sixth floor to help prepare tomorrow's meal. Some time in the warmth and comfort of the kitchen while making a meal that could be enjoyed by all of the students and faculty and everything. That would help drive her spirits up, right?

Besides, whoever was cooking could probably use her help. Karla was awesome at cooking.

"Kiss kiss!" she called, trying to at least project the image of a good mood. Like Petra, Karla had an apron, which she thought was hysterical because of irony she was a Black Widow. "Here to help! What can I do?"

Note: the answer should be 'leave the kitchen.' Just as a warning.

[I cheated. I totally own that apron. But not_a_parakeet can confirm that I can really cook!]

[annieadderall]

Oh, if only Annie knew what Karla's cooking was really like. "Thought I might see you here," she said cheerfully. "Is there anything you really want to make?"

[glacial_witch]

"No way I was going to miss it!" Karla agreed. "Not when we're going to have so many people staying over anyway. But I figure there are enough of us here who know how to cook that we should be able to handle it, no problem."

So much confidence. So much. Backed by absolutely no talent at all.

"Nothing really springs to mind," she added, trying to think of what she'd had at Dinah's for Thanksgiving. "I'm pretty good at baking, so maybe some kind of pie? Or, or rolls!"

[annieadderall]

"There's stuff for rolls in the fridge." By which she meant the Pillsbury pop up things. "And I got a whole book of pie stuff. You really have your choice."

Clearly this would only go good places.

[chief_cheerio]

Quinn was at work most of the day, but she slipped upstairs during a late break and surveyed the ingredients with satisfaction as she started assembling ingredients for a green bean casserole.

"I'm glad we have everything," she said with satisfaction. "Gunther at the hotel is improvising with canned tuna and dehydrated milk."

[annieadderall]

"That sounds pretty avant garde for Thanksgiving," Annie decided. "Why's he improvising?"

[chief_cheerio]

"Our supply trucks are having a hard time finding the causeway," Quinn explained. "There's plenty of stuff stored up, but it's not exactly pilgrim-traditional."

[annieadderall]

"Ugh. I went out this morning thinking Turtle and Canary would be out of the good stuff by now, and it was such a pain getting back," Annie complained. "I'm pretty sure it shouldn't take half an hour to get back into town."

[puppywithatutu]

Despite no one really wanting her to help cook, Caroline stopped in to do her StuCo duty! Um, with a box of stuffing and a jar of gravy. "This might be better if we make it tomorrow, but I'm pretty sure it counts as a side, right?"

Just pray she doesn't find the salt.

[annieadderall]

"I think one of those counts more like a condiment, but I think so!" Annie said cheerfully. Considering Caroline had said she wasn't much with the cooking, she wasn't going to try to discourage boxed stuff.

And yet she was fairly clueless on Karla. Sigh.

[puppywithatutu]

"I so should have stuck with the store-bought pie. It's not like anyone will turn down pastry-shop quality," Caroline sighed, still a little discouraged. And here she hadn't even brought a supply of blood for any vampires that might show!

[annieadderall]

"That's okay! If it helps, I think we're going to have a lot of pie," Annie told her. Buying a recipe book for them was probably not going to help there, either.