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       pies.. 
       By: Vivacia Date: April 22, 2014, 8:14 am
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       (04/10/14 11:17:11 )
       Let another's wounds be your warning.
       . Vivacia Thorbergerson .
       - Healer - Blood to Arnvid and Disturbia -
       Ax Glacier Outpost
       is Standing around or seated at the many tables within the Hall
       of Shields
       says to ALL: -Her gaze danced about the hall putting the sketch
       aside for the moment. She felt to idle to useless. Shakign Her
       head She rose determined to set hands to something and slipping
       between the table and benches She stole for the kitchen drifting
       within to let eyes chase over everything for a moment.-
       (04/10/14 11:51:45 )
       Let another's wounds be your warning.
       . Vivacia Thorbergerson .
       - Healer - Blood to Arnvid and Disturbia -
       Ax Glacier Outpost
       is within the Kitchen where many different types of food were
       being cooked and mead's and other drinks were warmed.
       says to ALL: -moving toward the basin a jug of water to its left
       She poured a little to the bowl and washed Her hands swiftly . A
       rep cloth stolen she dried fingers and turned to look at the
       food stores. She had heard mention that there was a little fruit
       available earlier. That appraising gaze fell upon some larma's
       nearby.. Not the juicy segmented fruit that the bods might offer
       cheekily to their Jarls. But the harder fruit that would work
       wonderfully with a little honey and perhaps some cherries that
       must have made their way up form Tyros. But first She needed to
       make pastry. She tugged a lace that held her right sleeve in
       place and unthreaded it before taking an Ihn to roll up sleeves.
       The lace was soon used to gather her hair kept normally unbound
       as all unmated Torvie Women did, and plait and tie it out of Her
       way. Then turned to start picking up items. A large bowl several
       spoons.. some eggs..some sugar, a square of butter, a small sack
       of flour and a little salt. The butter in it's dish was placed
       near the brazier to warm a little whislt She drew the large bowl
       close. Flour was measured into the bowl by the spoonful. She
       paused an ihn trying to calculate how much was needed before
       continuing and doubling the amount. Putting the bag of flour
       aside as it may still be needed then moved to take the Sugar. It
       took was measured by spoon in swift glistening drifts that
       tumbled into the bowl like the first snowfall of winter..
       Sparkling in the half light of the lamps nearby. Turning to
       collect the butter She laid the dish to the counter then began
       cubing the softened yellowy mass She dropped in about half of
       the dish before moving to put the butter back within the cold
       rooms depths.-
       (04/10/14 12:05:06 )
       Let another's wounds be your warning.
       . Vivacia Thorbergerson .
       - Healer - Blood to Arnvid and Disturbia -
       Ax Glacier Outpost
       is within the Kitchen where many different types of food were
       being cooked and mead's and other drinks were warmed.
       says to ALL: -Returned to the counter . Her hands delved into
       the bowl with sleeves pushed up around her elbows. The coil of
       the braid bouncing against the nape of Her bare neck as She set
       to the task of rubbing the butter into the flour and sugar. The
       butter clung to fingers making them fat and sticky fluffy in
       places where the three ingredients had combined. She pushed the
       butter off her digits and redipped them continuing to rub flour
       sugar and butter until within the bowl it lay like small crumbs
       of bread. Hands reached for the hard shells of the vulo eggs
       soon deftly cracked and dropped within the bowl. The small
       yellows looked up at her mini suns all captured within the dish.
       But soon She had started to rub those into the mix also. It soon
       began to look like a disaster. Gloopy mess stuck to hands as She
       continued to work. It was starting to gather wanting to form a
       ball but not quite able to. She used the spoon to scrap off Her
       hands..washed them once more..then added just a touch of cold
       water to the mixtue in the bowl. When hands reentered She was
       able to bring the dough together. It soon formed a ball and left
       the sides of the bowl clean. A piece of rep was palced over the
       bowl before She turned for the coldroom and put the pastry
       within to rest for awhile-
       (04/10/14 12:15:13 )
       Let another's wounds be your warning.
       . Vivacia Thorbergerson .
       - Healer - Blood to Arnvid and Disturbia -
       Ax Glacier Outpost
       is within the Kitchen where many different types of food were
       being cooked and mead's and other drinks were warmed.
       says to ALL: with that done Her attentions could now turn to the
       fruit. She pondered a moment. Whilst the Women of the home and
       bonds of course seemed to very much like sweet things at least
       the few She knew well, perhaps the Men might not..at least not
       to sweet. Her brain rolled thinking before She turned to the
       shelves and took up a few spices.. The spice would hopefully cut
       the sweetness and if She substituted half the sugar for honey..
       then it would balance better. She smield relieved an putting the
       spices down drew a fresh bowl near only to take up a knife and a
       hard larma. She soon deftly began to removed the skin then slit
       it gently in half. One half came away easily..the other left
       with the single pit within. The knife thunked down hard against
       the stone..an when pulled away the stone came free. She placed
       it aside wondering if something could be done with the stones
       form the larma.. they wouldn't grow obviously. But perhaps if
       dried and painted they could be used. Her thoughts wandered off
       in multiple directions as She sliced the fruit and then started
       again on another until the bowl was nearly full of the slices-
       (04/10/14 12:17:22 )
       Let another's wounds be your warning.
       . Vivacia Thorbergerson .
       - Healer - Blood to Arnvid and Disturbia -
       Ax Glacier Outpost
       is within the Kitchen where many different types of food were
       being cooked and mead's and other drinks were warmed.
       says to ALL: -After squeezing in a little lemon juice to stop
       the slices discoloring, She put the fruit within the cold room a
       cloth over the bowl. Leaving it for the moment so the pastry
       could get several ahns of proper rest to give it the best chance
       of being short and crumbly. She would continue with this a
       little later-((When She didn't suddenly feel like she was on a
       waltzer at high speed. bbs home feeling sick))
       (04/22/14 04:58:37 )
       Let another's wounds be your warning.
       . Vivacia Thorbergerson .
       - Healer - Blood to Arnvid and Disturbia -
       Ax Glacier Outpost
       is within the Kitchen where many different types of food were
       being cooked and mead's and other drinks were warmed.
       says to ALL: -right before things had gone to Hell She had had
       a plan an had been fully intent on carrying that plan forward.
       Taking a moment to wash hands in a small bowl, scrubbing them as
       diligently as if She were in surgery, She was soon ready to
       continue with those blasted pies She had started before thigns
       got.. icky. Taking a moment to step into the cold storage Her
       gaze wandered seeking the pastry that had been made. Eventually
       it was found upon a low shelf causing a sigh of relief to escape
       lips. It wouldn't have been to much of a problem to make new
       pastry but She wasn't In the mood to be covered in flour. The
       covered bowl was gathered into hands pulled close as She turned
       to step from the chilled room. Not that She felt it much. The
       bowl was soon placed upon a surface as She tried to remember
       what fillings She was going to use. Of course with supplies
       likely to have shifted She may have to adjust Her plan. -
       (04/22/14 05:10:46 )
       Let another's wounds be your warning.
       . Vivacia Thorbergerson .
       - Healer - Blood to Arnvid and Disturbia -
       Ax Glacier Outpost
       is within the Kitchen where many different types of food were
       being cooked and mead's and other drinks were warmed.
       says to ALL: As susp ected the fruit She had sliced was gone,
       used before it could go bad as all supplies were here but she
       was able to see a recent raid of spoils had bought in another
       haul. Her gaze danced over the fruit finding more of the hard
       larma She had Intended originally for the pies. They didn't hold
       the stigma of their juicy counterparts mercifully. But also a
       few tospits nestled amougst the fruit. She glanced at the two
       with a smile before taking several of each gathering them into
       Her skirt apron before placing them upon the counter top. That
       was one pies filling.. but She had pastry for three.. A single
       digit tapped lightly against Her jaw. Arnvid wasn't much a sweet
       person.. perhaps some of the other Men felt the same. Without
       taking over the main meal perhaps the pastry could be turned to
       a treat for them. Still that left the filling for the third.
       There were no cherries this time around. That was the thing with
       raids You never knew what the Men would bring home. Be it
       fruit.. hordes or bonds.-
       (04/22/14 05:17:34 )
       Let another's wounds be your warning.
       . Vivacia Thorbergerson .
       - Healer - Blood to Arnvid and Disturbia -
       Ax Glacier Outpost
       is within the Kitchen where many different types of food were
       being cooked and mead's and other drinks were warmed.
       says to ALL: -She slipped back within the cool of the chilled
       room keeping most fo their stocks that weren't salted fresh. The
       quiet tred of booted feet only betrayed by the swish of skirts
       as She gazed over shelf after shelf. Letting Her brain wander in
       errant concotions fo differeing recepies.. Pausing near the
       hanging meats. Her fingers reaching for a small haunch of tarsk
       to be cut for the savory pie..She had a small brainwave. With an
       adjusted recipe She could make a spiced pie with the eggs and
       make something different for the savory. The side of tarsk still
       needed remained in her rgasp before fingers reached for the legs
       of two plucked vulo removing them form their hooks as She turned
       on heels and stepped back for the warm glow of the kitchen-
       (04/22/14 05:28:37 )
       Let another's wounds be your warning.
       . Vivacia Thorbergerson .
       - Healer - Blood to Arnvid and Disturbia -
       Ax Glacier Outpost
       is within the Kitchen where many different types of food were
       being cooked and mead's and other drinks were warmed.
       says to ALL: -Placing the meats to the counter her hands were
       rewashed, old habits die hard, before She palced the fruit She
       had previously gathered into a bowl so for the moment it lay out
       of the way. Taking one of the smaller metal spit rods She
       skewered the two birds and turned for the hearth carefully
       slotting the rod into its place before pulling the chain that
       would turn the handle by weights rather than Her having to set
       some poor bond to turn it by hand. Her minds briefly raced
       through a calculation of how long it would be ebfore the brids
       were roasted. Nodding to Herself She took one of the shaprper
       cleavers and stepped back to the counter to start on the haunch
       of tarsk. The metal slid through the meat like butter belying
       the fact it had once been a living creature. It was now simply a
       cold object that the metal was made to carve. The slices of
       tarsk fell before the blade and crinkled overlapping like
       ribbons. She slaiced 20 in total the tarsk merely to add flavour
       to the belly of the dish before lifting the haunch and turning
       back for the cold room returning it to its place of hanging-
       (04/22/14 05:54:37 )
       Let another's wounds be your warning.
       . Vivacia Thorbergerson .
       - Healer - Blood to Arnvid and Disturbia -
       Ax Glacier Outpost
       is within the Kitchen where many different types of food were
       being cooked and mead's and other drinks were warmed.
       says to ALL: - A skillet swiftly stolen and placed over the
       brazier was greased with a small knob of butter before she began
       to lay the strips of meat within. The fat hissed and spat in
       protest but her gaze simply watched with calm. Each piece was
       turned after a few moments ehn of cooking. The fat eventually
       turning golden. It was removed and lain upon a plate as more
       slices found the skillets flat. Her brain ever turning was
       listing the other ingredients She would need. but such was usual
       for Her state . She might often be quiet but She was always
       considering something. With the last tarsk strip placed to the
       dish She set to movement once more. Taking a handful of pead
       pods deshelling them quickly the pods placed aside to put in the
       animal feed. Several small carrots soon followed scrubbed not
       peeled and chopped into hearty chunks. both found a sall pan of
       water and were placed upon the brazier to boil and simmer for a
       moment as She turned back for the vulos to check how they were
       cooking. Juices dripped into the pan below. a small knife used
       to pry the meat apart a little just to check as She adjusted the
       time it would have to be removed from the spit. Back at the pan
       She strained the veg though pouring the water into a bowl rather
       than into a bucket to be taken outside. The bright green of the
       peas was wonderfully vibrant and made a smile touch lips in
       reminder that spring was warming the land. the tarsk was drawn
       closed She cut it into small slices then washed hands once more
       and moved for the pastry only to realise the pastry She had made
       was sweetened and wouldn't do for the savory pie She had in
       mind. Laughing She put the pastry back in the cold room as it
       wasn't currently needed then set about making some fresh. Flour
       butter a little salt and a splash of cold water were swiftly
       combined in a bowl. Worked with nimble fingers until a ball
       formed. Then scattering the counter with flour She began to
       knead working the pastry for several ehn. Then rolled it out
       across the counter. Washing hands tersly Her gaze danced the
       kitchen seeking pie tins. Several large tins soon found Her eye
       and were gathered. She placed two aside and used the third to
       cut a round from the pastry. The disc taken into her hands was
       moulded into the dish. Turning back for the vulo witht he help
       of a bond the spit was removed and birds placed upon the plate
       the tarsk lay upon. clear juices oozed form the birds. She
       swiftly dissected and cut the meat into chunks before throwing
       the meat into the tin that held the pastry. Taking the tin the
       juices had dripped into She used the water form the veg to
       slowly stir and combine.. a spoon of satarna flour helped the
       gravy thicken. tarsk bits and veg were palced within the pie
       dish..the new formed gravy used to just cover the ingredients so
       that they wouldn't dry out and then She used the rest of the
       pastry to cover the dish. The lid was pinched down with rapid
       thumb and finger motions about its edge. a hole pushed through
       the center to allow steam to escape and then the pie was set to
       cook. The fruit She had gathered was put away for the moment as
       a break was needed. The bodn offering to clean the counter She
       thanked her for the assistance and smiled hoping at some point
       to get others envolved in some of the thigns She planned to do.
       pPouring a cup of water She slipped out of the kitchen and made
       for the halls depths to sit and relax for a moment-
       #Post#: 916--------------------------------------------------
       Re: pies.. 
       By: Vivacia Date: April 22, 2014, 8:14 am
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