Pasta Dinner Night -- Open to All

[renegadedriving]

Characters: Anyone who wants in!
When: April 7, 2013, 6pm onwards
Where: The communal kitchen
What: Shepard hosts a communal dinner to make sure all the kids are okay, but adults and digimon are welcome as well!

[There's a good chance Shepard is going to regret emptying her wallet later, but for now, she's armed with a massive quantity of uncooked pasta and a bunch of jars of red sauce, along with butter and salt just in case of picky eaters. She'd normally just make the same thing for everyone, but she's dealing with what could be very young, very frightened children, so it's best to err on the side of caution.]

[She settles into the kitchen at 6, and after banishing Monodramon to their apartment (he's still in trouble for the incident with Gomamon), sets about to cooking.]

[If you show up early, you'll find her manning a large number of cooking pots full of heating sauce and boiling water. If you're on time, you'll find Shepard handing out plates of pasta and offering a choice between sauce or no sauce, then herding you to a table filled with anyone who got here before you. Why not get to mingling? There's enough food and company to go around, tonight.]

Comments

[acceptedburden]

Do they appear to be ready? I am not sure how to tell.

[He waits for her to answer. It shouldn't be hard for him to lift the pot at least, but he's not going to drain it before it's time.]

[culver]

[She peers over the edge of the pot, looking to see if any of the noodles are floating. Nill points to a little clump that have floated to the top of the water and then makes a circular gesture around the pot; more of them need to be up like that. In her experience, most pasta doesn't take very long to cook, but that depended on if it was meant to be al dente or not. Just to be safe she decides to give them a few more minutes, which she relays to him by holding up three fingers. Three minutes and they should be just right.]

[acceptedburden]

[Kaldur peers in and notices the pasta floating at the top. So, that's what cooked pasta looks like.]

Might it help to stir it a little?

[He looks around for a spoon of some kind. Weren't you supposed to stir things like that?]

[culver]

[Stirring would probably be a good idea, actually. Nill nods, and starts looking as well--eventually, she comes upon a wooden spoon. Perfect. She gives the pasta a quick stir--more pieces float, and she decides that it's almost done. The strainer is ready in the sink, and she sets the spoon on the counter before giving him a nod.]

[acceptedburden]

[Kaldur takes the pot holders and lifts the boiling water and noodles. It is quite heavy but he manages it easily enough and carefully starts to pour them into the strainer. He has to be careful to not lose any noodles though.]

Let me know if I am pouring too fast.

[culver]

[Nill hovers around him, making sure not to get too close to the hot water. She watches him poor, nodding as he goes. He's doing an excellent job, considering this is his first time making noodles, apparently. Once all the noodles are in the strainer, she swoops in and picks it up, shaking it a bit to help the water drain.]

[acceptedburden]

[Kaldur sets the pot down and returns to watch Nill at work.]

So what happens next?

[culver]

[She dumps the noodles back into the pot and then goes for the sauce. It will be okay to mix it all together, she thinks. So she pops one of the jars open and dumps the sauce into the pot. She gestures for him to do the same.]

[acceptedburden]

[Kaldur watches her work. So apparently once the noodles are ready then you can add in whatever sauce you are making use of. Kaldur steps forward and opens a jar as well before pouring it in.]

It certainly smells good, I hope it will taste just as well.

[culver]

[There is probably a less lazy way to do it, but considering the amount of people likely showing up to eat, this is the better alternative, in her opinion. She's quick to find a big spoon to mix the pasta and sauce with, and nods enthusiastically. There are few things that she's eaten in her relatively short life that smell good but taste bad. She doubts (or at least strongly hopes) that this pasta will not be one of them.]