Editing A Judicious Application of Heat
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Joshua glanced over his shoulder at Rina and stopped chopping long enough to wave for her to come in. "That'd be great. Just turn the heat down and give it a few stirs. It's going to need to simmer for a while."<br> | Joshua glanced over his shoulder at Rina and stopped chopping long enough to wave for her to come in. "That'd be great. Just turn the heat down and give it a few stirs. It's going to need to simmer for a while."<br> | ||
He took a couple quick more chops at the garlic, moving the results into a finely minced pile. ''Ah, fresh garlic, how I miss thee.'' He had to basically mince the canned stuff to get any real flavor out of it. He finished up and moved the pile into its bowl, alongside the other neatly lined bowls piled high with vegetables, or what passed for vegetables.<br> | He took a couple quick more chops at the garlic, moving the results into a finely minced pile. ''Ah, fresh garlic, how I miss thee.'' He had to basically mince the canned stuff to get any real flavor out of it. He finished up and moved the pile into its bowl, alongside the other neatly lined bowls piled high with vegetables, or what passed for vegetables.<br> | ||
| − | "Hand me the sauté pan from underneath, would you?" he ordered Rina. | + | "Hand me the sauté pan from underneath, would you?" he ordered Rina. Step into the kitchen and you should be prepared to take orders.<br> |
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I did as he asked and tapped the spoon on the pot rim after stirring. Then I bent down to retrieve the sauté pan.<br> | I did as he asked and tapped the spoon on the pot rim after stirring. Then I bent down to retrieve the sauté pan.<br> | ||
"Good God, there's three of them down here," I intoned from the cabinet beneath the burners. I shifted them free of the stack with the others. "What size do you need?"<br> | "Good God, there's three of them down here," I intoned from the cabinet beneath the burners. I shifted them free of the stack with the others. "What size do you need?"<br> | ||
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He kneeled down beside her and reached for the largest of the pans. "We want this one," he said, holding it up in the air to show her, "because we have lots of vegetables that all need to be done together." He paused as he put the pan on the burner next to the now-simmering pot. "Not all at once, of course."<br> | He kneeled down beside her and reached for the largest of the pans. "We want this one," he said, holding it up in the air to show her, "because we have lots of vegetables that all need to be done together." He paused as he put the pan on the burner next to the now-simmering pot. "Not all at once, of course."<br> | ||
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| − | He couldn't help himself. He knew, logically, that no matter what Rina said, ending up in bed together could only complicate things. But yet, here he was, flirting with her again. With | + | He couldn't help himself. He knew, logically, that no matter what Rina said, ending up in bed together could only complicate things. But yet, here he was, flirting with her again. With dinner on the stove, for Pete’s sake. He stepped back, away from her curves and the closeness of her, to her left side again. "Pan's definitely hot enough."<br> |
He then motioned to the bowls again, moving his finger from left to right. "I've already ordered them. Things on the left are denser and will need longer to cook, so they'll go in first. Start with the carrots." A pale imitation of carrots is more like it, he thought. ''But no point in discouraging someone who's learning.''<br> | He then motioned to the bowls again, moving his finger from left to right. "I've already ordered them. Things on the left are denser and will need longer to cook, so they'll go in first. Start with the carrots." A pale imitation of carrots is more like it, he thought. ''But no point in discouraging someone who's learning.''<br> | ||
