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Date: January 15, 2000
Setting: Kitchen
Status: Private - Snape and Crowley
Summary: Crowley speaks to the chef
Crowley eyed the remains of the pot roast, steamed vegetables, and mashed potatoes and pushed his plate away, disgusted. He was glad now that Aziraphale had been busy with some kind of top secret angel business and hadn't been able to join him in exploring the Manor's restaurant.
Scraping his chair backwards, he stood up and stormed into the kitchen.
"All right," he said to the room at large. "Who here is responsible for that bloody awful travesty of a meal?"
Setting: Kitchen
Status: Private - Snape and Crowley
Summary: Crowley speaks to the chef
Crowley eyed the remains of the pot roast, steamed vegetables, and mashed potatoes and pushed his plate away, disgusted. He was glad now that Aziraphale had been busy with some kind of top secret angel business and hadn't been able to join him in exploring the Manor's restaurant.
Scraping his chair backwards, he stood up and stormed into the kitchen.
"All right," he said to the room at large. "Who here is responsible for that bloody awful travesty of a meal?"
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Date: 2006-01-16 08:07 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-16 08:53 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-16 06:36 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-16 07:03 pm (UTC)He thought about that for a moment. "Well, probably not. I don't think Adam would allow one anyway."
Afraid he was losing the thrust of his argument, Crowley returned to the point. "I'm sure your great-grandmother did a fine job in teaching you how to survive a depression, but it's time to expand your horizons. Ever heard of a little place called France where they prepare something called food?"
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Date: 2006-01-16 07:37 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-16 08:40 pm (UTC)"I'm not talking about snails and frogs. What about rabbit, veal, venison, quail, squab, any of this ringing a bell?" He called a menu (http://www.theritzlondon.com/pdfmenus/winter05.pdf) to his hand and passed it to Snape.
"Here. This is what food is supposed to be like. And if your talents aren't up to it at least make something from another country. Indian, Chinese, Greek, I don't care, but I don't want to see another helpless food item boiled unless it's pasta."
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Date: 2006-01-17 12:32 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-17 12:52 am (UTC)"I certainly am not offering anything. You are the chef here, though I hesitate to use the term so inaccurately, and it is your responsibility to procure something edible for the restaurant."
Most people that Crowley had talked to in such a way over the centuries would have been in tears or a towering fury right now. This man was clearly annoyed and proud, but no more than that. Puzzled with his attitude, and unable to read his surface desires, which was also unusual, he continued to try and get a reaction.
"I don't have an issue with honest food. I do have an issue with what you're trying to masquerade as honest food. I'll try your Indian, though, provided you stop cooking with horse meat or dog or whatever it is that you just tried to give me. Where did you learn to cook anyway? A foetid back alley in Bangladesh?"
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Date: 2006-01-17 02:02 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-17 07:54 am (UTC)He took an intimidating step forward.
"I don't eat things only because they're rare or spicy. I eat when I choose to and at those times I expect quality and taste. It's a simple concept. Have you no pride in your work, man?"
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Date: 2006-01-17 09:56 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-17 11:31 pm (UTC)"I don't need to eat proper meals. Therefore I can afford to be choosy. And if people are trying to live on roasts like that it's no wonder that Famine is doing so well in this country lately. I am truly amazed at your ability to take what you call the best English beef and mutilate it by making it charred on the outside and nearly raw on the inside. You know, if your skill level is inadequate, I could show you a couple of simple techniques. Purely for my own sake, you understand."
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Date: 2006-01-19 01:10 am (UTC)He could admire focus.
"If you're going to throw a tantrum over it, I could do an Indian Cuisine night." His voice lowereed to a near-purr. "Especially for you."
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Date: 2006-01-19 08:40 pm (UTC)"Oh, I could go on quite a while longer, but if you're willing to be reasonable, then I'll stop. Indian Cuisine night sounds tolerable. I just can't stand typical English food, no matter how well cooked it is. Tell me, in all honesty, why do you make it? You don't look like a standard issue hash slinger. A man like you must have been around. Why limit yourself to meat, potatoes, and mushy peas?"
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Date: 2006-01-19 08:55 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-19 09:31 pm (UTC)He could tell that every desire in the man's head was to scald his tastebuds off come Indian Cuisine night, but Crowley decided he'd deal with that when the time came.
"You know, if the diner is sophisticated enough to notice those nuances then there is no harm in preparing a complicated dish. However, if you prefer to not challenge yourself or your patrons, or if you don't want to risk failure, then by all means prepare simple dishes. There's a whole world of cuisines out there, though. Don't just fling a hunk of British beef at us. Impress us with your pasta skills or something."
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Date: 2006-01-24 01:34 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-24 07:52 am (UTC)He peered at the dark man in front of him.
"You do know where you are, don't you, Mr. Snape? Half the people here have probably never heard of Jamie Oliver. Or McDonald's for that matter. Hell, half of them don't eat at all. But those who do could probably tell you the difference between Mexican and Madagascan vanilla by scent alone. Because they were probably there when it was first cultivated. What I'm getting at is that you are not cooking for regular people and I trust you'll keep that in mind."