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Post by Eduardo de la Rosa on Apr 27, 2009 21:35:49 GMT -5
“Yes, it is common,” I said, nodding. “Usually it’s made with beef, but one can use any meat they want. For this dish it’s more about the spices and the process.”
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Post by Olga Romanova on Apr 29, 2009 11:45:33 GMT -5
I took all of the information he gave me and stored it away, thinking of ways I could adapt the processes I was familiar with to gain a similar result. "The spices- they work together but are distinct," I said.
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Post by Eduardo de la Rosa on Apr 29, 2009 15:19:00 GMT -5
I nodded as I chewed and swallowed another bite. “Exactly. I’m not sure exactly which spices they use, having never cooked in my life,” I said, chuckling. “But if you are interested I’m sure I could find out for you.”
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Post by Olga Romanova on May 1, 2009 12:06:59 GMT -5
"That is a kind offer," I replied, pleased at his words and that he was so gracious. "It would be interesting to see the differences with the cooking I know."
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Post by Eduardo de la Rosa on May 1, 2009 12:09:31 GMT -5
“Then I shall find out for you,” I said, smiling and happy that I could do something such as that to please her.
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Post by Olga Romanova on May 2, 2009 18:12:57 GMT -5
"Gracias," I replied in Aragonian, hoping I had the sounds of the word correct before continuing in d'Angeline. "Now I will think of something to make to return the favor to you."
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Post by Eduardo de la Rosa on May 2, 2009 21:11:23 GMT -5
“I would love to sample more of your native cuisine,” I said after I’d had another bite.
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Post by Olga Romanova on May 2, 2009 21:16:59 GMT -5
"I can also sew- I could make you some craft of that as well," I replied with a smile.
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Post by Eduardo de la Rosa on May 2, 2009 21:47:09 GMT -5
“I’ll leave it up to you then,” I said, smiling. “I can enjoy a surprise now and then.”
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Post by Olga Romanova on May 2, 2009 21:55:00 GMT -5
"Do you prefer to be surprised or to know what is before you?" I asked, taking another dainty bite of the food before me- it was delicious but I wasn't going to shame my training and deportment by eating as though I weren't ladylike.
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Post by Eduardo de la Rosa on May 2, 2009 22:13:46 GMT -5
“Whichever you prefer. I will take hints if you like to give them or be totally surprised, it is up to you,” I replied, smiling.
I’d finished my beef and filled my bowl with some of the fish stew. It was still steaming and I set the bowl down to cool before tasting it.
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Post by Olga Romanova on May 2, 2009 22:29:28 GMT -5
Even with my small bites I was nearly done and I finished quickly enough while retaining my decorum. "I think I will surprise you then," I replied with a wide smile. "I am sorry if I am asking too many questions."
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Post by Eduardo de la Rosa on May 2, 2009 23:30:24 GMT -5
“Not at all,” I said, smiling. “I am enjoying myself very much.”
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Post by Olga Romanova on May 2, 2009 23:37:09 GMT -5
"In Ruskovia it is not so common to go out to places like this- the cooks come to us," I admitted, flushing slightly at the admittance. "Or the women cook in their homes."
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Post by Eduardo de la Rosa on May 3, 2009 13:44:58 GMT -5
“Tell me more about your home,” I asked with a smile. “I really don’t know that much, I must admit.” I pointed to her bowl. “Would you like some soup?”
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Post by Olga Romanova on May 3, 2009 14:02:18 GMT -5
"Yes please," I replied, sliding my bowl toward him politely. "It is cold in Ruskovia for a very long time in the year. There is not very many cities or the same kind as here because most of the days are spent preparing for cold times and celebrating the good things."
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Post by Eduardo de la Rosa on May 3, 2009 18:21:21 GMT -5
I filled her bowl as I listened. “That sounds like an amazing place,” I said, smiling. “Do you miss the weather?”
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Post by Olga Romanova on May 3, 2009 18:29:23 GMT -5
"I do at times- I cannot imagine a true winter here," I admitted with a rueful smile, then took a bite of the soup; the fish was not something I'd tasted before. "My brother says it snows here but it is not the same as the snow in Ruskovia- it only stays for a small time."
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Post by Eduardo de la Rosa on May 3, 2009 23:09:15 GMT -5
“The weather here is too cold for my taste,” I said with a chuckle. “I miss the heat of my home.” I took a bite of the stew, smiling at the flavors and the increase in spiciness.
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Post by Olga Romanova on May 3, 2009 23:13:14 GMT -5
"It is- hard- to imagine anywhere warmer than here," I ventured, the heat of the fish lingering on my tongue; I gently set down my spoon and took a small sip of wine.
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Post by Eduardo de la Rosa on May 4, 2009 21:24:41 GMT -5
“Perhaps you wouldn’t enjoy visiting my home then,” I said with a chuckle.
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Post by Olga Romanova on May 4, 2009 21:33:08 GMT -5
"Of course I would," I replied with a slight flush. "It is the people who make a place good, not the climate, my lord."
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Post by Eduardo de la Rosa on May 4, 2009 22:34:35 GMT -5
“You have a very open mind,” I said, smiling at her after I’d had another couple bites of stew.
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Post by Olga Romanova on May 5, 2009 7:47:56 GMT -5
"I try to remember what honor dictates as important," I replied in a serene tone though I flushed again. "That is the part of my land I take with me, yes?"
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Post by Eduardo de la Rosa on May 5, 2009 9:53:05 GMT -5
“That is a very admirable trait to carry with you,” I said, smiling and nodding softly. “It speaks high of your people and your land.”
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Post by Olga Romanova on May 5, 2009 13:56:27 GMT -5
"Thank you," I said, smiling more widely. "I think many do not understand how important it is to me to remain Ruskovian when they say the d'Angeline way is 'easier'."
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Post by Eduardo de la Rosa on May 6, 2009 0:09:00 GMT -5
“It’s only easier because that is what they are used to. For me, the Aragonian way is always easier. I know what is expected and what the outcome will likely be,” I replied.
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Post by Olga Romanova on May 6, 2009 8:27:16 GMT -5
"That is sensible," I agreed. "It seems as though here everything is too flexible, it changes too freely. When I learned of Aragonia from my tutors though it seemed a sensible place."
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Post by Eduardo de la Rosa on May 6, 2009 16:40:12 GMT -5
“Thank you,” I said with a smile after another bite of the fish. “We are likely not as sensible as some nations, and I am likely biased, but we are more sensible than certain nations.” I gave her a knowing looking, knowing she would understand I meant Terre d’Ange without having to say it aloud.
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Post by Olga Romanova on May 6, 2009 17:10:23 GMT -5
It was good to be understood and I smiled more warmly. "I think I know what you mean, Principe," I replied softly.
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