Pancakes and Sweets [closed]

[toremainbehind]

Who: Izumo and Nanako
What: Taste-testing and cooking fun times
When: June 20th
Where: Double Cross
Warnings: …Fluff?


[It was a bit of a whirlwind as to how Izumo found himself in the kitchen with Nanako, the latter having come by in the early morning.

Izumo usually doesn’t mind the company, so who was he to deny the little miss from joining him?

Hence how the two found themselves experimenting with all sorts of things that morning as Izumo experiments with a few desserts and places it in front of her to try out, a glass of water on the table in case Nanako needs it.

He flips another pancake onto the plate before drizzling molasses over it and sliding it in front of her.]

Alright, how about this one?

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[welcome_home]

Ooooh!

[ Nanako's eyes are wide with delight as he slides the plate in front of her. She'd taken a break in exploring today to visit his new pub and the next thing she knew they were cooking and experimenting on new dishes. She certainly wasn't complaining, because she got to learn new cooking things as well as watch him. And then got to taste test after.

She cuts a bite off and tries it, cheeks flushing happily as she tastes the treat. ]

This is really yummy! You're really good at this! I've never had one of these before.

[toremainbehind]

[Izumo smiles, evidently pleased.

Cooking all of these and having someone taste test this was a best feeling.]

I'm glad you're enjoying it.

[He takes an extra piece he had and cuts out a small piece for himself to taste.

Satisfied with it, Izumo turns to Nanako.]

Was there anything else you wanted to try?

[welcome_home]

[ She takes another bite and hums thoughtfully, swinging her feet beneath the high stool she's perched on at his bar. ]

I like lots of things, so anything is good. What do you like to make?

[toremainbehind]

Hmm.

[A blink as he looks at everything he's made so far.

Mostly pancakes, decorated with all sorts of things ranging from fruits to molasses.]

That's hard to answer. I'm mostly fond of just making anything.

[Idea.]

Do you want to make something with me?

[welcome_home]

[ Her entire face lights up at that. Ding ding ding, apparently we have a winner. ]

Can I??

[toremainbehind]

Of course.

[He waves her over.]

After all, it must be boring just watching me cook all of this.

[welcome_home]

[ She shakes her head, even as she pushes off the stool and lands carefully on her feet, coming around the bar to where he stands. ]

Nuh-uh. I like watching you cook! But I like helping too. If I won't be in the way?

[toremainbehind]

[Izumo chuckles, shaking his head.]

You won't be. [He looks at the ingredients spread out.] Since you'll be helping me, you get the chance to decide what you want us to make.

[welcome_home]

[ Her eyes widen, because that's a big choice! ]

Really? Ummm. [ She leans up on the countertop to peer over the edge of the counter to see what he has for ingredients. ]

Can we make dorayaki?

[toremainbehind]

[A blink and Izumo double checks the ingredients.

He nods.] We can.

[welcome_home]

[ Her face brightens in anticipation. ]

Yay! My friend's mom made them for me once, back home. It was really yummy.

[ Alas, this is one recipe she hadn't learned yet. ]

[toremainbehind]

Alright, then dorayaki it is.

[He grabs the ingredients they need, separating them from one another.]

First things first: we need to mix the flour and baking soda together.

[welcome_home]

How much do we need?

[ She's still peering over the edge of the counter, just tall enough to see, although not reach easily. ]

[toremainbehind]

Let's see.

[He takes the measuring cups, placing it in front of her.

If she needs the help, Izumo will bring a stool over for her to use.]

First, we'll need to measure 1 1/4 cup flour and 1 teaspoon of baking soda.

[welcome_home]

[ The stool is welcomed and Nanako eagerly climbs up so she can easier reach the counter. When he sets the measuring cups in front of her, she's quick to reach for the ingredients he'd instructed, measuring them out with an earnest determination. When she finishes, she glances up at him with a bright smile for approval. ]

Like that?

[toremainbehind]

[He watches her actions closely, ensuring that nothing is too much or too little.

When she's done, he gives a nod and places a hand on her head.]

Just like that.

[welcome_home]

Yay!

[ She looks pleased at the accomplishment, and the praise he gives in response, cheeks flushing slightly. Glancing back at the ingredient, she hums thoughtfully. ]

What's next? We need eggs, right?

[ She's helped make pancakes enough times before to at least have a general idea of how this should probably go. ]

[toremainbehind]

[Izumo nods, gathering four large eggs.]

Do you want to crack them open?

[Because he'll let her if she does. He's mostly here to supervise her than actually doing anything since she wants to help out.]

[welcome_home]

[ She nods enthusiastically at that. ]

Yeah, I can do that part, too. I practiced back home a lot, I like making eggs!

[toremainbehind]

[Izumo chuckles at her enthusiasm.]

Alright, then I'm going to leave you in charge of the eggs.

[He hands her the eggs, as much as needed for dorayaki.]

[welcome_home]

[ Pleased that she can show off what she can do, Nanako takes them carefully and breaks them into a bowl, one by one, with an ease that shows she wasn't lying and has perhaps done this more often than age six would warrant.

But when she finishes, she glances back up at him once more. ] What's next?

[toremainbehind]

Next we combine the eggs with honey and sugar.

[He gets out those two ingredients and measures them.

Then he combines it with the eggs before handing Nanako a whisk.]

Would you like to whisk them?

[welcome_home]

[ She eagerly takes the whisk and goes to work on the mix, being careful not to spill. ]

Have you ever made these before?

[toremainbehind]

[That question has Izumo pausing, an unwanted thought in his head.

Has he?

This memory loss thing is real annoying.]

Ah, I can't remember.

[welcome_home]

[ Her eyes widen when she realizes she's done it again, wincing apologetically, because she keeps forgetting that asking questions like that can be Bad. ]

Oops. Sorry. I forgot. I didn't meant that.