#cooking fire

[scoutingthetrooper]

[angelkarafilli]

Beach picnic, Huntington Beach.(Calif)1937

A group of men and women sit on the sand around a cooking fire at night in Huntington Beach. The group has been grunion fishing, and one of the men is cooking grunions in a skillet. There are two automobiles parked behind them, and building lights are in the distance. One of the women is playing a ukulele and one of the young men is reading a newspaper.

Source:Photographs, Huntington Digital Library

[crymeariveronceagain]

Sophie and Keefe cooking and almost burning down the house?

Sophie stared, in a bit of shock, at the flaming pan, where it sat on the stove. "Keefe."

"No, just keep stirring it for now. I've gotta watch this meringue."

"Keefe," She said again.

Keefe was still heatedly stirring the bowl of egg whites. "Just keep stirring it--"

"Keefe."

He heard the note of urgency that had entered her tone, and turned around, finally. He saw the huge flames reaching up towards the ceiling from the pan that had been burning for the past fifteen seconds. "Foster. Why."

Sophie made a noncommittal noise.

Keefe sighed, and pulled a lid out from under the drawer. He'd seen too much fire to get that worried about it. He set the lid on top of the flaming pan, and without pausing for a moment, carried the whole thing outside.

He walked back in a moment later, and stared at his girlfriend. She had been too calm about a kitchen fire, but he couldn't fault her. Her eyes were very wide, but she didn't look scared.

He couldn't fault her for not being scared of fire anymore, either. Although, it would have been nice to get some heads up about said fire. Especially since it was right in the middle of her kitchen.

"What?" she said.

"Foster," he said, tiredly, pointing upwards, "If Edaline notices the smoke marks on her ceiling, we're never going to be allowed to cook in here again."

"Oh," Sophie said, looking up as well, seeing the black streaks on the white celling, smelling the fire tinged room with a new understanding. Edaline would not be pleased. There were few things her mother cared about, but her kitchen was one of those few. "Oh no."

"I'll get the wash cloth."

[mizar113]

[mbhfaesthetic]

Clem Onojeghuo

[captainhysunstuff]

Fiery sibling quality time.

My entry for the “Light” prompt for Death Note-tober.  Was drawn in October, but I’m late trash.  Made no clean-up.

[serenevideogames]

The Elder Scrolls Online, Eastmarch

[scoutingthetrooper]