Cutie Gourmet

"Eat well, laugh often, love abundantly." [ Member of the Pelago Islands ] Bank: 8,520G Character Aesthetic: Joie de Vivre

[gourmaid]

Cooking by the Book || Felicity & Dylas

@not-horsin-around​

♥ - Even though she was regularly approached by people for cooking tips and her general opinions on a certain food, Felicity had to admit that she was a bit surprised when Dylas—her co-worker at the Oaktree—had come to her for advice. And not just any advice: he wanted her to teach him how to cook!

Felicity supposed it made sense, considering her reputation with food, but never would she have thought that prickly horse would so cutely request her assistance. So how could she not accept, when it clearly meant so much to him?

Once the restaurant was closed for the day, Felicity eventually finds herself in the kitchen of the Bell Hotel, having been graciously allowed entrance by the workers there. She hums as she tightens the straps of her apron, looking to Dylas with a quirked brow. 

“You had something you were interested in making, right? Do we have all of the ingredients in order?”

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thefairestrose‌:

Rosalind nodded sagely, reaching down into her bag and pulling out her notepad - usually reserved for invention ideas she thought this concept of improving inter-island relations also deserved a page. She scribbled down a few notes, humming to herself.

“My cousin’s husband is the former mayor,” She noted, “I could talk to him, I’m sure he’d be able to put in a good word, maybe even set up some kind of meeting…” She paused, taking some more cheese, “If you’d like we can propose the idea together?”

♥ - Felicity gasps at the remark, eyes wide as she leans towards Rosalind. “The former mayor, really!? That’s... wait—what am I saying—De Sainte-Coquille, of course! You’re referring to Luke Hunt, aren’t you? As I recall, he was married to... yes, Miss Sofia.” 

The gourmand was passively acquainted with the woman, having visited the manor on several occasions to give her cooking lessons. Her backwards speech had thrown Felicity for quite the loop in the beginning, but she had come to see the charm in it over time. She and Rosalind seemed quite different, but at their core, they still both held the grace and dignity of true noblewomen. It was no wonder they were related.

“If it isn’t too much trouble?” She chuckles, “I’d hate to put you or Luke out in any way.”

Taking another piece of cheese herself, Felicity reclines in her chair, humming as she is bathed in the warmth of the afternoon sun. “Regardless of how we go about it, I would be absolutely honored to pursue this further with you.”

[flowerpowernovelist]

Foodie Friendship || Iris & Felicity

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flowerpowernovelist‌:

“There’s nothing more beautiful than seeing someone being passionate about something,” Iris said. Her smile grew as Felicity explained her connection to food, and her own passion for it. She nodded thoughtfully, taking a sip of her drink. “Good times, good memories, and a hearty history with it alone would have drawn you, I think, but you’re right… food is a solid, common thread that unites people and cultures. It’s a beautiful thing.”

She giggled a little at the final comment, mock toasting her with her mug. “I am all for yummy. Admittedly that is what drew me to cooking. More of a sweet tooth than I ought to have, and a great love of indulgence. And cooking’s such a comfort, both the act and the results.”

♥ - Felicity giggles, nodding. “Oh, I’m in total agreement, on all fronts! Though I do try to watch my intake. Food is great, but even better in moderation.” 

She might have been known to be a bit of a glutton, but this gourmand always tried her best to maintain a balanced diet. Vegetables, meats, sweets... when it came to food, Felicity never discriminated, and was always willing to try anything at least once.

Well. Anything except dairy. Couldn’t quite handle that.

She sips her tea once more, adding, “So you cook too, then? Maybe we can get together sometime, and have a fun little cooking session! I’d love to trade recipes.”

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fishing trip | open

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karnakt‌:

He braced himself, ready to take whatever steps were necessary to remain unscathed. He remained with his hands holding out the rod as if it were a spear. But, much to his puzzlement, he found the emerging person to be .. a woman? Truth to be told, it was the last place he’d expect to find one, considering they were in the heart of the Fugue Forest.

“Is that so?” he laughed dryly, then his expression went back to straight-faced as his gaze scrutinized her and her slightly marred outfit, stepping closer if only to assert himself. “…Then, what business do you have here, my fair lady?” She looked rather… innocent, but he knew appearances could be deceiving.  For all he knew, this could be a set-up… to a robbery, perhaps. He should have known there would be risks like these, but he assumed there would be no one in the forest. 

♥ - “Well, I—” Felicity tenses a bit when the man approaches her, but once she realizes that he also doesn’t mean her any harm (or appears to, anyway), she slowly lowers her hands. Awkwardly, she smiles. “I was just foraging for ingredients, and I hear this forest is full of wondrous things that can be used in cooking.” 

Her eyes travel to the fishing rod held in his hand, and she giggles. “I suppose you a similar idea. Catching your next meal, perhaps?”

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[+1,500G] For working at the Oakwood Restaurant.

[+1,000G] For working at Oceana Oasis Bar & Grill.

[+1,000G] For working at Leuda Publishing.

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New Balance: 58,020G

[karnakt]

fishing trip | open

The Fugue Forest was nestled at the southern base of Mt Reinier and though the priest often didn’t make his way there, he’d read that there were different species of freshwater fish that were difficult to find elsewhere. The thick canopy of trees and dense undergrowth was much unlike the endless expanses of sand he’d grown to call home in the days of old, and it nearly brought a claustrophobic feeling… but he stuck as closely as he could to the foot-worn path until he found a decently sized stream.

“Mm… This should do it. And if it doesn’t, I’m going home,” he said aloud to himself as he started to set out the tackle box. When suddenly, he heard some movement in the background. His fox ears swiveled of their own accord; what could be here in the heart of the forest … monsters? Although he was mainly a healer, he was still a thousands year old Guardian, so he had no hesitation in giving out a warning,

“Ahem– who goes there?” He grasped his rod and held it in a defensive stance, then continued: “Come out now, wherever you are… It would be a shame if I were to have to find you myself.”

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♥ - Felicity whimpers as she swats yet another low hanging vine out of her path, not at all accustomed to roughing it out in the wilds. She’d heard many things about Arcadia’s Fugue Forest, about all the ingredients that could be found within its depths, including the rare Fugue Mushroom. The gourmand was interested in finding one and tasting it, if not putting it into a dish, and had come mainly for that purpose.

But it wasn’t so pleasant traversing a forest in a cute, designer dress. She’d already gotten so many grass and dirt stains on it, and even a few tears here and there, from thorns and tree branches. And it certainly made it hard to run from all the monsters that lurked about... but somehow, Felicity’s managed to stay safe until this point.

Or so she thinks. When she hears a deep, unfamiliar voice echo through the trees, she starts in fright, waiting as his words sunk in. Slowly, Felicity follows the sound, and eventually comes upon a man standing near a clearing. A fishing rod was clutched in his hands, but that was hardly the strangest thing about him. No, the fox ears and tail had been a much more striking sight.

She stares at him, mouth agape. Was he perhaps a forest dweller?

“Ah, I-I come in peace!” She flusters, holding her hands up. “I mean you no harm, sir.”

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thefairestrose‌:

Rosalind liked her sentiment. They could be the change they wanted to see in the world. Why, with Rosalind’s status and tenacity she was sure she could spread the buzz around the Leudan higher class, and perhaps this girl, with her friendly demeanour and appreciation for the good things in life could rally together a group of islanders… 

“Aha!” Rosalind suddenly exclaimed, clinking her glass against Felicity’s and taking a quick sip, “Some kind of inter-island committee.” She began, “Perhaps each island has a representative, just a regular islander, I think.” She continued, “There could be meetings based on issues that our islands share, or have with each other. An open dialogue and exchange of ideas, that surely will propel this progress to new levels!”

♥ - Felicity gasps, bouncing a bit in her seat as she sits up. “Oh, oh! That sounds delightful! And there could be a mediator of sorts, in case the discussions get too heated---a neutral party, that can objectively look at the strengths and weaknesses of both islands.”

The thought excited the gourmand, and though she was far from a civil servant, she had half a mind to pitch the idea to City Hall. If done right, it could truly be a momentous step for Leuda and Arcadia.

“Perhaps we could bring the idea to City Hall? I’m sure there would be people there who are interested.”

[flowerpowernovelist]

Foodie Friendship || Iris & Felicity

[gourmaid]

flowerpowernovelist‌:

Iris nodded, intrigued by the path that her companion had taken. “I did some cultural pieces - local interests, more than anything. A lot of event coverage, which was interesting. I don’t know that I would have been able to handle political writing, though.”

Not to say that politicians were necessarily harder to deal with than entertainers, but it was, in her opinion, the less enjoyable job. But that was in the past for them both. “What drew you to this, then? Just love of the topic at hand?”

♥ - She takes a sip of her tea, nodding. “Mm, I agree. I think one of my favorite parts about it had been interviewing people. Seeing the passion for their pursuits firsthand, and just... learning, you know? About life, and the world---things I wouldn’t have really known had I not gone into this line of work.”

To Iris’s question, she chuckles. “You could say that, yes. I grew up around food... my mother was a caterer, and often took me with her on jobs, so I developed a taste for good food at an early age.” 

She smiles, “I love how it connects people, how it reflects on so many different cultures... it’s so interesting exploring the origins of different dishes, and seeing how it’s prepared and seen in different parts of the world.”

“And, of course,” The gourmand breaks off another piece of cake, popping it into her mouth, “Yummy, too~♡”

[pretty-needy]

two girls vs one (1) pie

* with felicity / @gourmaid​.

Muffy woke up wanting to bake an apple pie for a good friend of hers. She wasn’t a cook and never really learned how to do anything beyond the basics… In fact, Muffy was certain Rock had been food-poisoned by her terrible batch of brownies the other day! Knowing her capabilities, she knew she needed back-up. She needed Felicity.

After one phone call, Muffy to come bursting into Felicity’s house. 

Hmm. Where could she begin describing Felicity Chere? To put it simply: She is someone Muffy would proudly pull aside from the crowd and shout, “I loved her for more than thirty years.” A bit overexaggerated. No, in fact, it’s utterly off the math given their age gap.

But even so, it did feel as if she knew Felicity long before they met in high school. There was just so much vibe between them. They might as well have been sister from different mothers!

“Thank you so much for doing this with me! I don’t know what I’d do without you, Feli~♡” It genuinely meant a lot for Felicity to devote some time to teach Muffy how to make the best apple pie in the city~!

“You know, as one of the fewest good influences in my life. My parents missed you a lot!” said Muffy. It’s hard to tell if she was serious or not though with that cheeky grin.

“So, are we ready to make that apple pie? I think I’ve got everything…” Muffy carefully checked the list again. Before barging into Chere’s place, the blonde had brought in bags of essential ingredients. “Lead the way, Feli. I swear! I’ll do my best to support you!” 

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♥ - No matter how much time passes between their meetings, or how far apart they might be, Felicity always found it easy to fall into Muffy’s pace. The two of them were so similar... almost as if they had been sisters, separated at birth; perhaps even the same person! They shared common interests and opinions, and their conversations were certainly never boring. Time spent with Muffy was always guaranteed to be fun, so when she calls her up for a visit and cooking lesson, the gourmand is quick to accept.

“Oh, it’s no trouble at all! I’m happy to help.” Felicity busies herself with taking out ingredients from the bags Muffy brought with her, humming in approval as she mentally checks out each one. To be such a supposed ‘bad’ cook (though, Felicity like to call it ‘inexperienced’), the other woman had certainly done her research. 

Humming, Felicity nods to her words. “Yes! It seems everything is in order. Though, I have to ask---is there a particular reason you’re making this pie...?” Her words are clearly said with suggestion, many possibilities running through her mind. Perhaps Muffy just had a craving, and wanted to learn it for herself. 

Or, more interestingly, she wanted to make it for a special someone...?

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Awoo || Open - AU Week

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klausdoesasniff‌:

“Well…I am a rather…unique case,” Klaus spoke, feeling a little embarrassed for even admitting it, “Wolves receive names from their mother…but I wasn’t pleased with my own name. So I chose this name for myself. I…apologize if this seems rather strange, to you.” It certainly was strange to the rest of his kind.

♥ - She shakes her head, smiling. “It’s not strange! I think it’s rather interesting, actually.”

Felicity links her arms behind her back, bowing her head as her smile grows melancholic. Blades of grass brushed against her feet, and she found herself refreshed by how cool it felt against her skin. “I... don’t know much about the outside world, so it’s fun to learn what people do out here.”

[flowerpowernovelist]

Foodie Friendship || Iris & Felicity

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flowerpowernovelist‌:

“There’s just something about being home, isn’t there?” Iris said, smiling. “Of course, home is where you make it but… I don’t know. There’s something special about Arcadia, I think. To me. But I definitely appreciate it more after having been away.”

She hummed thoughtfully. “So, was it always the same areas in journalism, or is being a food critic more recent?”

♥ - Felicity nods, in total agreement. “Yes, I agree. No matter where you go, there’s always something about the place you grew up---a feeling that you can’t quite get anywhere else.”

To Iris’s question, she giggles. “Mm-hm! Food critique is a... fairly recent shift for me? I’ve been doing it for years now, but I started out focusing on different topics, like government and social interest and the like.”

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thefairestrose‌:

“Oh I agree,” Rosalind gushed, recalling the tender vegetables plucked from the earth the very same day she’d eaten them when she’d visited her cousin one day. Nothing beat the taste of fresh ingredients, Rosalind thought. 

“We can only hope that others share our mindset,” she mused, nodding, “After all if enough of us want less of a reliance on technology then we can make some kind of difference, can’t we?” She wondered aloud, sipping on her wine.

“We may be neighbours but I certainly feel we don’t know as much about each other as we should.” She took some more cheese, silently eating for a moment, “The middle ground we need will come from our cultures intermingling. The festivals we hold dear and the festivals held dear over there will enrich us all, don’t you think?” She smiled, “I for one welcome it, just imagine if we could get a taste as fresh as their food here…”

♥ - “Oh, how right you are!” Felicity giggles, taking another sip of her own wine. This woman was refreshingly easy to talk to and get along with, and though their encounter had been a completely random one, the waitress was glad for it all the same. 

She nods along to the other woman’s words. “Yes. I can only hope that this progress between our islands continues. And, if it doesn’t... then I suppose it falls on us, to be the change we want to see in the world.” 

A wink, as she holds up her wine glass. “A toast, to new friends and brighter days! Hopefully ones filled with fresh, delicious food.” 

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Down Time || Felicity & Kai

@summertidesun​

♥ - Felicity twines her fingers together and stretches her arms out in front of her with a grunt, heels clicking against the floor as she approaches one of the empty tables at the Oakwood Restaurant. The daily rush had been particularly hectic today, and after a work day that felt almost like an eternity, she was glad that the end of her shift was finally in sight.

Lavender eyes shift down to the man who had been seated at the table, no doubt enjoying his own bit of down time before heading home. She smiles. Kai was someone who had always interested her, and she wanted to get to know him a bit better. Now that they didn’t have work to worry about, now might be her chance!

“Hello there, Kai! Is this seat taken?”

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[+1,500G] For working at the Oakwood Restaurant.

[+1,000G] For working at Oceana Oasis Bar & Grill.

[+1,000G] For working at Leuda Publishing.

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New Balance: 54,520G

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thefairestrose‌:

Rosalind hummed in agreement, “That’s true. With all of our modern technology it’s nice to have events like that.” She mused, “They feel a little old fashioned, don’t you think? But in a good way. I’ve always enjoyed things like that.” She continued, letting out a soft giggle, “A food theme would be wonderful, but I fear I’d just get hungry when I saw you.”

“Have you ever been to Arcadia?” The girl glanced over at Felicity, sipping her wine once more, “I much prefer it on that island. They’re so in touch with nature, everything sustains itself.” Her voice softened, realising that she was turning the conversation away from the lightness of costume parties and balls, “Leuda is so focused on the latest technology that I worry,  are we going to reach a point where the only knowledge people have of nature is through themed events and historical documentaries?”

♥ - Laughter bubbles from her chest, “Oh, that’s a good point! I’d probably just make myself even more hungry whenever I looked in the mirror... perhaps I should reconsider.”

To Rosalind’s question, Felicity nods, taking another sip of her own wine. Ah, she could never get tired of this delightful taste. “Yes, I have! They’ve got some amazing food there---all of the ingredients are so fresh, and you can really taste it in the cuisine.”

Felicity hums to the other woman’s assessment, in total agreement. “Mm-hm. I fear this island may grow too reliant on technology someday. It’s convenient, yes, but not exactly a thought I’m comfortable with...” 

She takes another sip of her drink. “But I’m glad that Leuda is at least coordinating with Arcadia for events now. I think it’ll be beneficial for both islands to expose each other to their respective cultures.”