Cookery course is still open.

[isnotimportant.livejournal.com]

Slartibartfast looks at his classroom kitchen, at ease with the world.

Well, since I didn't fold away the kitchen last week, and no-one seemed to mind when the Lifestyle seminar took place round a kitchen table, I'm going to leave it open 24/7 for a while and see how things go.

Please feel free to come in and attempt random acts of cookery. If I'm around I'll pitch in and help with advice, but if I'm not you're all entirely capable of helping each other.

Oh, and don't misuse the equipment. Remember that those knives are to be used for culinary purposes only. And don't attempt to cook each other.

Thanks to the generosity of the school chef, we now have extensive quantities of ingredients in the cupboards -- just have a root around and see what you can find. Some of the ingredients have been a bit surprising, but that's Chef for you.

Oh, and someone please feed the Chickens, if there are any that haven't been cooked yet that look hungry.

He wanders off, muttering something about alcohol.

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[bluemanoncampus.livejournal.com]

::comes in with a sack of food::

Thank you, Mr. Slartibartfast. The cookies last week turned out quite well.

::lays out a dozen eggs, a block of sharp cheddar, a stick of butter, a bell pepper, a beefsteak tomato and a potato::

::gets a frying pan, some salt and pepper, a small bowl, a whisk, a spatula, a cheese-grater and a chopping board and knife from the kitchen's stores::

[deadlikegeorge.livejournal.com]

"Oh my GOD," George exclaims as she wanders into the kitchen. "I thought I wouldn't be hungry for at least a week after dinner last night, but that smells amazing."

[bluemanoncampus.livejournal.com]

::smiles in appreciation::

Scrambled eggs a la Hank are one of the few things I already know how to cook.

::looks into his bag again::

Damn. It appears that I forgot to bring any bread. Could you go to my room and pick up the half-loaf on top of the mini-fridge so we can have buttered toast?

[deadlikegeorge.livejournal.com]

George, for some reason, is nervous about the idea of being in Hank's room. "Um. Sure. What's your room number?"

[bluemanoncampus.livejournal.com]

Thank you, it's room 302. Here's the key.

::digs key out of his pocket, then notices George's nervousness::

Is something the matter, George?

[deadlikegeorge.livejournal.com]

George takes the key from Hank and gives him a lopsided grin. "You don't have any strange... pets or science experiments going on in your room that I should know about?"

[bluemanoncampus.livejournal.com]

::concern turns into humor::

Just Aubrey 2, and she's already been fed.

Seriously though, at the moment there's nothing unusual in my room.

[deadlikegeorge.livejournal.com]

George gives an ironic salute and leaves to fetch the bread. Anything for a free breakfast, right?

OOC

[bluemanoncampus.livejournal.com]

Just make another comment when George gets back and we can continue from there.

[deadlikegeorge.livejournal.com]

"Okay!" George announces as she walks back into the kitchen. "One loaf of bread, as requested."

[bluemanoncampus.livejournal.com]

Thank you, George.

::sticks bread into 6-slice toaster::

Just butter those as you like them when they pop out.

[bluemanoncampus.livejournal.com]

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[swerval_zero]

Hank, I think I might love you. Need any help?

[bluemanoncampus.livejournal.com]

Hmm...

Could you grate about a cup-full of cheese while I dice the potato?

[swerval_zero]

Sure thing. *grabs grater and hunk of cheese* I used to help m'da out in the kitchen all the time.

[bluemanoncampus.livejournal.com]

Thanks, Zero.

::finishes dicing the potato, then starts frying it with some butter in the skillet::

When you're done with that, if you could plates and silverware for you, George and me, I'd appreciate it.

[swerval_zero]

*nudges the cup of cheese toward him, then starts rummaging through cabinets*

I'll have to cook somethin' next; pay you back. How do you feel about chocolate chip bis--er, cookies?

[bluemanoncampus.livejournal.com]

::grins::

Chocolate is always good. And I'm certain that yours will turn out better than my attempts last week.

[swerval_zero]

*grins back* Swerval.

[bluemanoncampus.livejournal.com]

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[bluemanoncampus.livejournal.com]

The veggies are chopped, the potatos are fried, the eggs are whipped and the bread is toasting. Time to SCRAMBLE!

::brief frenzy of egg-scrambling mayhem, as ingredients go arcing through the air, only to land in the skillet at precisely the correct moment::

::satisfied with his art, Hank turns off the burner and turns to George and Zero::

Ladies, I believe that our breakfast is ready. Bring your plates, please.

[deadlikegeorge.livejournal.com]

George butters the last of the toast, cutting them into triangles for effect. Pleased with the neat stack, she moves them to an extra clean plate that was handy and takes them over to where Hank awaits with the eggs. She grabs another plate to eat from.

"Thanks, Hank!" she says cheerfully.

[bluemanoncampus.livejournal.com]

::scoops 1/3 of the eggs onto her plate::

[swerval_zero]

*presents herself and her plate* Feed me? *puppy dog look*

[bluemanoncampus.livejournal.com]

::scoops 1/3 of the eggs onto her plate::

[swerval_zero]

*takes a bite* Yum!