Nataraj - Samuil, "oatmeal"taennynSeptember 5 2009, 00:19:58 UTC
Pulling the steaming bowl out of the microwave, Samuil could conclude that he'd finally gotten Luke trained. Two minutes and done, not half or mostly raw (which he'd eat, to be fair, but the combination of gummy and crunchy was a little off-putting).
He stuck a spoon in the oatmeal, then transferred spoon to mouth and swallowed absently, wondering if there was a prayer of pre-ground coffee in the cupboard. Probably not, with Luke around.
He checked the freezer. Yup, bag of what he assumed was a good grade of bean, dated the day before yesterday.
Sighing, he set the oatmeal on the counter, found the grinder, started the process of making a pot of coffee. He really had to remember to start bringing his own--his boss' fixation on food didn't extend very well to 'thirty seconds of prep time and less than five minutes to cook'.
He stuck a spoon in the oatmeal, then transferred spoon to mouth and swallowed absently, wondering if there was a prayer of pre-ground coffee in the cupboard. Probably not, with Luke around.
He checked the freezer. Yup, bag of what he assumed was a good grade of bean, dated the day before yesterday.
Sighing, he set the oatmeal on the counter, found the grinder, started the process of making a pot of coffee. He really had to remember to start bringing his own--his boss' fixation on food didn't extend very well to 'thirty seconds of prep time and less than five minutes to cook'.
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