May 4, 2020
@pettergrew requested [ taste ] for your muse to cook for mine
“It won’t be as good as the Hogwarts house-elves,” Dirk warned as he stirred the sauce. A cookbook was propped up on the counter because he had never been one for improvising. He felt safe following a recipe to the letter and knowing it had never failed him yet. Dirk glanced over his shoulder at Peter. “It won’t be long, but if you want anything while you’re waiting, just let me know.” He frowned a moment and added, “Maybe we should have just ordered takeout.” It had seemed a good idea at the time, to cook to save on money but it wasn’t great for a catch-up when he had to keep an eye on the stove.