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Baking Workshop 6/5, Monday Morning

Piper pointed out today's samples as the students arrived. "We're gonna try some foreign cuisine today. You'll be making crepes, which are French. When you finish making them, feel free to add any filling you want to."

She glanced at the various choices sitting on the counter. "We've got strawberries, bananas, chocolate sauce, various jams, etc. You can even add more than one if you feel like it."

"I'll be around, as usual, if you have questions," Piper added, handing each student a list of instructions.

Equipment Needed

Mixing Bowl

Measuring Cups

Measuring Spoons

Frying Pan

Spatula

Ingredients

1 cup flour

1/2 cup milk

1/2 cup water

2 eggs

2 tbsp melted butter

2 teaspoons sugar

1 teaspoon vanilla

Instructions

In a large mixing bowl, whisk together the flour and the eggs.

Gradually add in the milk and water, stirring to combine.

Add the sugar, vanilla and butter; beat until smooth.

Heat a lightly oiled frying pan over medium high heat.

Pour the batter into the pan, using approximately 1/4 cup for each crepe.

Tilt the pan with a circular motion so that the batter coats the surface evenly.

Cook the crepe for about 2 minutes, until the bottom is light brown.

Loosen with a spatula, turn and cook the other side.

Add whatever filling you want and then roll them up.

[ooc: ingredients and instructions from here]

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"And yet..." Sam looked at the charred pain and the now empty fire extinguisher, then over at Anders. "I think I'm calling today done on the cooking front."

Anders picked up the mixing bowl of batter, which was topped with a big glob of extinguisher foam. "Yeah, I think a strategic retreat is definitely in order here. Should we start stocking up on sandbags for next week?"

"Yeah, maybe," she said, sighing as she gathered bowls and spoons and measuring cups to begin washing them. "Any idea what we're supposed to be making? I forgot."

Anders took a spatula to the frying pan and started trying to scrape the charred mess out of it. "Kind of hard to tell from this, but apparently there was supposed to be peanut butter or bananas to go on it at some point. Oh well." He made a face. "I don't like bananas anyway."

"Actually, they're really good with peanut butter," Sam said. "Maybe we should just make sandwiches?"

"I can totally get behind something that involves no open flames."

"We just need bread, peanut butter, bananas, and a butter knife," Sam said, feeling more confident.

Grateful to get away from the stove for a while, Anders scrambled off to find the required ingredients (he had to hunt around a bit for the bread) and brought them back, although with strawberries for himself instead of bananas. "Well, at least we won't leave here completely hungry."

"True." Sam opened the peanut butter jar and hunted around for two knives, one of which she handed to Anders, handle first. "Elvis used to deep fry them, but I think we've had enough hot oil for one day."

"I might have had enough hot oil to last me the rest of my life." As Anders sawed a few strawberries into slices -- hard to do with a butter knife, but he wasn't feeling up to risking sharp objects right now -- he looked a little bit green at the thought of deep-fried peanut butter sandwiches.

Strawberries and peanut butter? Hey, why not?

Sam spread the peanut butter on the bread, then sliced up a banana into thin discs and began laying them out with incredible precision on one of the slices of bread.

"Strawberries? Really?"

Anders shrugged. "Hey, even if we didn't manage to make what we were supposed to, I feel like being a little adventurous. Anyway, bananas kind of give me the creeps, 'cause they get all mushy in my mouth."

He eyed his sandwich thoughtfully. "It'll be interesting, anyway."

Sam put the other piece of bread on top of the bananas and took a bite, nodding to indicate that the peanut butter was safe.

"Let me know how it turns out."

Anders squashed a heavily peanut-buttered piece of bread on top of the strawberried half of the sandwich and bit in, chewing thoughtfully. "Not bad," he said after he swallowed, "but strawberries are better with chocolate."

"Everything's better with chocolate," Sam said, as if imparting a great truth of the universe. She took another bite, then chewed and swallowed. "But yeah, strawberries and chocolate are great. Raspberries too, if you haven't tried that yet."

Anders polished off the rest of his sandwich so quickly it was probably unhealthy, grabbed a paper towel and wiped away a smudge of peanut butter from the side of his mouth. "Raspberries, huh? I'll have to keep that one in mind," he said just before the hiccups hit him.

Rolling her eyes, Sam poured a glass of water and handed it to Anders. "You okay?"

He started to gulp the glass of water down just as quickly, but remembered about three gulps in that careful sips were the way to go. "I'm used to it," he admitted. "Cally hasn't gotten me to break that habit yet."

"How's she doing? I haven't seen her in ages."

"She's doing great. Taking first aid, which is probably gonna come in handy especially if I keep tryin' to cook." Anders grinned. "Seems like it's been forever since we all hung out, though. I know I haven't gotten out much lately."

"Yeah, I'd say knowing first aid around this place would be really useful, whether you cook or not," Sam nodded approvingly, then grinned back.

"It has been ages--between graduation and the new people and moving to and from the cabins, it's been kind of hectic for non-dangerous reasons. Which is good, but yeah, I miss walking into a room and knowing people."

"It's been crazy lately, yeah. And it seems like a while since the last birthday party, too. Or was that just an April thing?" Anders shook his head. "Not that we need an excuse to do the hanging out thing."

"I think some of us with birthdays after April just wanted to celebrate them quietly," Sam told him. "Y'know, without the huge fuss."

"Yeah, I get that." Anders nodded, then blinked. "Huh. I'm gonna be seventeen in a couple of weeks. I totally forgot."

"When? And are you doing anything special to celebrate?"

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