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Hannibal Lecter ([personal profile] sharp_man) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2018-09-05 09:35 am
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Nailed it! | Wednesday, 3rd period

Hannibal welcomed his students to the classroom today with a nod. "Welcome back. Today we will begin the class proper with a fairly simple recipe."

He uncovered the dish at the front, which contained steamed piggy buns. "Steamed buns. The presentation is the thing to watch for here. You will want to read up on how to proof yeast if you have never done it before, and make certain you understand the instructions for using the steamers. The rest should be straightforward, but please ask if you have any questions. Let's see if we can't at least improve upon yesterday's cooking class." He loved you, Karla, but really, pesto should not be a fire hazard!

He passed his steamed buns around so that they could taste what they were aiming for, then pointed them toward their stations. "You may begin."
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Re: Class Activity!

[personal profile] chirpchirpchirp 2018-09-05 02:08 pm (UTC)(link)
Look, Vette didn't know what any of these ingredients were and her High Galactic was... bad... but that wasn't going to stop her from trying.

Slowly. Very slowly. She was translating as she went. And guessing at what most of those words even meant.

And making some very convincing Ugnaughts.
chirpchirpchirp: (Big Smile)

Re: Class Activity!

[personal profile] chirpchirpchirp 2018-09-05 11:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Vette looked at the recipe page, looked at the ingredients, and then just shrugged and gave Hannibal a thumbs-up.

"Everything's going fine here," she chirped. "Situation under control!"

Which... which thingy was the steamer?
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Re: Class Activity!

[personal profile] chirpchirpchirp 2018-09-06 12:46 am (UTC)(link)
"Great! Thanks!"

She was totally not going to ask for help at all!

But it was good to know it was there if she needed it.

... What the heck did proofing mean??
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Re: Class Activity!

[personal profile] hashtag_chocobro 2018-09-05 05:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh! Oh! He could do this! Steamers were a pretty basic kitchen staple around Insomnia, really, though Prompto himself had never made anything quite like this before. Still, it seemed easy enough once you really got into it, making and rolling and cutting all the little pieces of dough was kind of like building a machine if he thought about it, just...softer. And tastier!

Honestly, he just hoped they turned out looking half as cute as the ones Dr. Lecter presented, instead of winding up some sort of weird, malformed piggie-daemon monstrosities for one reason or another.
hashtag_chocobro: (against a wall)

Re: Class Activity!

[personal profile] hashtag_chocobro 2018-09-05 10:26 pm (UTC)(link)
"Heh." Buns.

But please trust that Prompto did not mean to make it worse when he said, "I don't know, actually. They seem a little sticky."

Definitely glad he took off his gloves now, though he'd been reluctant at first. He just had to tell himself that no one would be looking at the tattoos on his wrist when they had their own stuff to worry about it. He hoped.
hashtag_chocobro: (fiddling)

Re: Class Activity!

[personal profile] hashtag_chocobro 2018-09-06 12:44 am (UTC)(link)
"A little extra flour," Prompto nodded, head bobbing as he reached for the ingredient, "don't overdo it, you got it, boss."

So there he was, adding tiny little pinches of flour one bit at at time to make sure there was no way he could overdo it, and then tried mixing it a little more.

"Oh, hey," he said as he did that, "when we make 'em, do we have to make little piggies like you did? Could we do maybe, like, puppies, or chocobos, too?"

The piggies were super cute, don't get him wrong, and he'd happily do those, but...come on. Chocobo buns would be the best!
hashtag_chocobro: (get a load of THIS guy!!!)

Re: Class Activity!

[personal profile] hashtag_chocobro 2018-09-06 02:17 am (UTC)(link)
"Alright!" Prompto laughed. "Chocobo buns, here we come!"

They would, of course, wind up looking remarkably like his hair, a similarity he would vehemently deny.

"And, hey," he chuckled a little lighter now, as he rolled up one of the buns, "you were right! A little flour did help a lot! Thanks, Dr. Lecter!"