Yadrolla System Mingle

[lacyprincess]

Who: EVERYBODY
Broadcast: Yeah, sure, I guess
Action: The Fleet and the Yadrolla System
When: 4/29 - 6/8

[Hey, hey, look, we have a new system! Let's go compete in stuff and root for sportsball teams! System info is here!

GO WAVES!]

Comments

[nomadeupname]

[Stephen takes the pie from her with a small smile, and in the small moment it transits from her hand to his, a spoon seemingly appears out of thin air, having been teleported from the ustensil drawer a few paces from them.]

It's not a bad strategy. And it's more likely harder to cook properly here on the ship than planetside, so training here might actually give you an edge too.

[He takes his first bite and chews for a few times before both of his eyebrows raise up in pure wonder. The pie is not only extremely delicious, but something in it pulls at that memory of home, of comfort, of family. It's been decades since Stephen has tasted something like this, and he swallows slowly:]

This is amazing. Best I've had in...well...in a long time. [It's no use trying to remember the last time he's had a proper home cooked meal, having lived on his own decent cooking or dining out for most of his life now.

Strange takes another bite form the pie, because it's that good, and tilts his head at her comment, remembering something he's read in the library about this system:]

If it helps, the physical and atmospheric stats for the urban set of competition are very close to those found on Earth. Gravity is about the same too, so you shouldn't be too out of your league if you choose that set.

[Actually, Stephen might believe that she's not going to be out of league in any of the competition site. She clearly knows how to cook.]

[perservering]

It might be an edge in terms of technique, but I do worry about adjusting recipes for these conditions and then finding out I really shouldn't have done that later.

[ She's been researching her opponents. The competition is a brutal six hour marathon of constant production. The Green Gliders haven't even placed in decades, and the favorites from the Waves and the Starstrikers are veteran competitors. She's got a lot to overcome. But at least she won't have to kill anybody.

Probably.

The flattery is nice, but she needs more of a critique than praise. ]

I'll keep that in mind. In the meantime, how about the pie? Is the crust flaky or are there doughy or crumbly parts? Peaches too sweet or soupy? I just need this to be better than good. I need it to be perfect.

[nomadeupname]

Fair point. [He concedes.

They have that in common, then. Researching for their respective competitions, though Stephen hasn't even bat an eye toward his opponent. There's not time for him to read up on them when he could be reading up on material that might be tested in a quiz.

Stephen can't help but smile genuinely as she asks for a real critique. No non-sense, he likes that. And he can also deliver on what she wants. He cuts the pie piece he has into small er pieces, before eating another bite:]

The peaches are perfect, not too sweet nor too sour, but the bottom crust is slightly thicker at the edges of the pie plate, and it get a bit more doughy than flaky. Not uncooked though. I personally would have preferred a thicker layer of melted butter before cooking the top crust, but that might just be personal tastes.

[perservering]

[ She listens attentively as he goes through his critique, taking notes. ]

I think you're right about the butter. Get more of that lacquered effect. Though I might do that even better with an egg wash.

[ She taps her lip with the pen. ]

Now try it with the cardamom ice cream.

[ She pulls a bowl of ice cream out from the freezer and scoops some onto his plate. ]

Does that actually add anything or is it just a distraction?