†002 - Definitely not allergic to garlic.

[bucuresti]

[Mihail decided that he needed to get around to cooking something. Back at home, this time of year yields some of the best food his country has to offer. Lucky for him, he's got the blessing of being a pretty decent cook. However, this only really applies to food from his region (Romanian food is more like Turkish, Russian, Ukrainian, and German food combined) so things like hot dogs, macaroni and cheese, and pizza aren't exactly within his...skills.

So he's going at making any number of things, specifically mamaliga (Romanian "peasant" cornbread that goes great with sour cream), frigarui (really spiced up kebabs), and of all things, baklava. There seems to be a cloud of garlic powder and any number of spices floating around him, and there's a gratuitous amount of pork, among other meat. Romanians like their meat, y'know.

This is more like stress relief for him, other than just traditional winter cooking time. He hasn't had the best month and he's just gotten over being sick for the umpteenth time, so cooking seems like an awesome stress reliever.

He's more than willing to share (his inner Romanian grandma will probably say you look too skinny and then shove some mamaliga in your mouth), but there is a degree of acquired taste to this stuff, except maybe the baklava.]

Comments

check ma keywords. ♥

[gulags.livejournal.com]

[ ...snerk, shoving things to people's mouths. and look who's peering around the corner. totally the first person mihail needed to see, right? right? and now i try to take this seriously:

yuri doesn't necessarily peek. instead, he walks right into the kitchen, looking for something or the other, probably some medicine and something to vomit up later eat. and. uh. yeah. you know what happens. ]

Hi.

oh u ♥

[cenusa-lumina.livejournal.com]

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...Hello.

because, yeah, florence is the only thing in my playlist now. literally.

[gulags.livejournal.com]

[ it's like he's spicing the kebabs with his tears! opening one of the cabinets in an attempt to distract his attention, he digs through plastic and glass containers of medicine until he finds the syrup he's looking for. somewhere along the way, he sets up a teapot to make some black tea and cuts up some lemons.

GEE THAT SILENCE LASTED FOREVER. ]

How are you.

nnn, html fail

[cenusa-lumina.livejournal.com]

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Decent.

[gulags.livejournal.com]

That's good.

[cenusa-lumina.livejournal.com]

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How are you?

[gulags.livejournal.com]

[ he's waiting for the kettle's whistle. any time now. really. as soon as his tea's done, he's out of here with his medicine and his one tiny slice of lemon. ]

...Ah, good. Sick.

[sibirtigger.livejournal.com]

Your stress will not be relieved. Nebojsa's watching you and he doesn't trust you.

[cenusa-lumina.livejournal.com]

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Ah, may I help you?

[sibirtigger.livejournal.com]

"You are Mihail, da?"

[cenusa-lumina.livejournal.com]

[]

Y-yes? Why?

[sibirtigger.livejournal.com]

He moves across the room and looms over the man.
"You are knowing, Yuri?"

pretend this icon is FRIGHT

[cenusa-lumina.livejournal.com]

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Y-yes?

[moskva-prince.livejournal.com]

{He'll just dig in anyway; don't mind him...Moscow is a jackass.}

[cenusa-lumina.livejournal.com]

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[moskva-prince.livejournal.com]

What, I do something wrong?

[cenusa-lumina.livejournal.com]

Ah, no. Help yourself. []

[moskva-prince.livejournal.com]

{He shrugs, looking down at the food.}

What is it anyway?

[cenusa-lumina.livejournal.com]

Well, that's--[]--kind of like cornbread. I also made frigarui, which are sort of like kebabs? And a few other things, most of which have either a lot of spice or a lot of...meat.

[villelumiere.livejournal.com]

[ someone looks mostly curious. this not being stuff he eats terribly often. ]

[cenusa-lumina.livejournal.com]

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Hey there.

[villelumiere.livejournal.com]

[ and he'll glance up after another moment, before smiling. ]
Euuh, bonjour~

[cenusa-lumina.livejournal.com]

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Want some?

[villelumiere.livejournal.com]

If it is not a problem, I would very much enjoy some~ Merci, of course.

[cenusa-lumina.livejournal.com]

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There you go.