Date:?20/09 Time:?Noon Location:?Wild meadow outside town Characters:?Sinjin, Aidan
Aidan chuckled. "The townsfolk of Brea thank you in advance," he teased. "For a man so talented in the kitchen, I'm not sure how your puddings never quite come together as they should. We use the same recipe."?His family had never been big on sweets, so the recipe was actually Sinjin's family's.?The last attempt at a pudding had been watery, not thickening the way it should have. Aidan had taken it away and given it the proper burial it deserved.
"I can try my hand at sweets this year. I'm sure Starla will be happy to help me." Aidan preferred to cook, not bake. He felt like there was more room for trying new things. "I wonder if I can talk her into those apple cakes that I like." Aidan had never developed a real sweet tooth, preferring desserts that didn't make him feel like cavities were instantly forming. Still, he'd somehow developed a weakness for any dessert that featured apples.?
