KaosDancer
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- Feb 22, 2010
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Grateful to have something else to think about than those damnable petals, I looked through what he had brought out. Running through what was here and what I had brought with me, I began to run through a list of what I could create. I could make beef and burgundy, or solianka, or a wild mushroom and… I glanced over at my companion, and suddenly realized that I had no idea of his tastes, Better keep it simple then. I thought to myself. “Looks like beef stew to me and biscuits to me.” I told him with a smile.
Pulling a peeler out of my gear, I handed it to D saying, “If you would please,” gesturing over to the carrots and potatoes. I then turned to the fire. To my surprise even with the amount of time we had left it alone, it still had a good bed of coals, probably even enough to bake the biscuits. Adding some wood to one side of the fire, I hung my cook pot over it and went to work. Onions and the canned beef with a bit of water, brought to a boil… Humm, I thought to myself, tasting the concoction, A bit salty, but the potatoes should cut that. Adding more water, thyme and dried mushrooms, I left it to simmer as I started on the biscuits.
We worked along in comfortable silence, almost anticipating each other’s needs, and soon we had the stew boiling away and the biscuits tucked under the coals.
Pulling a peeler out of my gear, I handed it to D saying, “If you would please,” gesturing over to the carrots and potatoes. I then turned to the fire. To my surprise even with the amount of time we had left it alone, it still had a good bed of coals, probably even enough to bake the biscuits. Adding some wood to one side of the fire, I hung my cook pot over it and went to work. Onions and the canned beef with a bit of water, brought to a boil… Humm, I thought to myself, tasting the concoction, A bit salty, but the potatoes should cut that. Adding more water, thyme and dried mushrooms, I left it to simmer as I started on the biscuits.
We worked along in comfortable silence, almost anticipating each other’s needs, and soon we had the stew boiling away and the biscuits tucked under the coals.