[KASSIE HONEY HE IS NOT GOING TO LITERALLY PUNCH YOU--]
Thank you! I'll be riiiight back!
[With that, he briefly slips back the way he came. He's back by the time everything is set on the table, holding two glasses in one hand and a big pitcher filled to the brim with red juice in the other. Upon closer inspection as he sets it on the table, there's ice and fruit floating inside the juice. It makes for a pretty sight to complement the wonderful spread that Kaspar has laid out for them.
Sylvando excitedly peers over everything as he starts pouring punch into their glasses.]
Oooh, a stew! It looks positively delish, darling! What did you put in it?
[ Kaspar smiles at the drink, not missing the glint of ice or the beauty of sliced fruit in a pitcher. He watches, a little intently, to see if he gets any fruit in his cup.
A direct question, one he can only hope does not scare Sylvie off. It'd been impulse and experimenting with a summer time scavenging in the forest and the grocery store. ]
... fish, these small red fruits [ Tomatoes, which is clear by the vibrant reds, greens, and yellows of the fresh ingredients. ] fresh corn, green vegetables.
[ But there is more, some of which he'd forgotten as he'd been adding them as whims based on taste. Some of them become obvious when the smell hits the air. Coconut water and sweet corn add subtle sweetness that seeps into all of the other ingredients. White flaky fish, buttery and easily absorbing the broth full of chopped tomatoes, fresh dill, and paprika. A light dish for summer, complex enough since he'd been making it for himself. It'd tasted too good to him to leave at home for later.
Though if he hadn't worried about onions and garlic on his breath while dancing, he would've added those too. Dancing, singing, cooking, they are all such personal things that Kaspar can't help but watch Sylvie's expression as he lists off the ingredients.
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2023-01-29 18:46 (UTC)Thank you! I'll be riiiight back!
[With that, he briefly slips back the way he came. He's back by the time everything is set on the table, holding two glasses in one hand and a big pitcher filled to the brim with red juice in the other. Upon closer inspection as he sets it on the table, there's ice and fruit floating inside the juice. It makes for a pretty sight to complement the wonderful spread that Kaspar has laid out for them.
Sylvando excitedly peers over everything as he starts pouring punch into their glasses.]
Oooh, a stew! It looks positively delish, darling! What did you put in it?
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2023-01-29 19:46 (UTC)A direct question, one he can only hope does not scare Sylvie off. It'd been impulse and experimenting with a summer time scavenging in the forest and the grocery store. ]
... fish, these small red fruits [ Tomatoes, which is clear by the vibrant reds, greens, and yellows of the fresh ingredients. ] fresh corn, green vegetables.
[ But there is more, some of which he'd forgotten as he'd been adding them as whims based on taste. Some of them become obvious when the smell hits the air. Coconut water and sweet corn add subtle sweetness that seeps into all of the other ingredients. White flaky fish, buttery and easily absorbing the broth full of chopped tomatoes, fresh dill, and paprika. A light dish for summer, complex enough since he'd been making it for himself. It'd tasted too good to him to leave at home for later.
Though if he hadn't worried about onions and garlic on his breath while dancing, he would've added those too. Dancing, singing, cooking, they are all such personal things that Kaspar can't help but watch Sylvie's expression as he lists off the ingredients.
With a nod to the smaller container-- ]
... herbs, spices. To taste.