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sweetpinkpixie · 07-11-2023, 10:47 AM

Fresh chopped green onions. Wow. Cooper really appreciated the fine details and would especially be enjoying the accent flavor soon. Truly, if you wanted to have a superior picnic you needed to have two foodies like themselves in charge. Well, once he learned how to cook a bit better because right now it left much to be desired when compared to his mum's cooking. Or Mamie's, for that matter.

"Merci," he smiled as he accepted her offering and immediately wafted a bit more of the smell towards his nose. "This smells absolutely divine, Mamie." And he absolutely could not wait to tuck in, though first he nudged the tupperware with all the bruschetta in it a bit more towards the space on the blanket between them. "I'll be sure to relay your praise. She'll be over the moon." Mum certainly did like to entertain and host dinners, which was a good thing she enjoyed it because she was really good at it and the spreads could put the start of term and end of term feasts to shame, easily. When she hesitated, speaking about her father, Cooper's expression softened and he reached over to rest what he hoped was a comforting hand on her back just between her shoulder blades. No need to elaborate, he understood, and he gave her back a couple of tender rubs before his hand returned to his spoon.

Still waiting on that first bite, just so everyone was clear.

The Ravenclaw of many trades and master to some lightly stirred his soup to mix in those luscious green onions and chuckled. "I suppose that is true enough." He rarely even saw his own flat some weeks, save for his own bed and he barely registered the rest of the flat due to exhaustion, but he was trying to pull back a little and smell the roses more. "Probably not as much as they would like," he replied while licking his lips of any residual soup. "But I make time for family dinner at least twice a month. Dad and I still try to fit in some overnight camping trips every now and then. I took Mercer on a food pilgrimage of sorts over the summer, we ate our way through three different countries before heading back home." He probably should plan something with his little sisters too...they were well beyond the ages of playing princess dressup with him and giving him their version of a makeover...

... probably.

He wasn't sure what she was looking at but his stomach and senses could not put off trying soup number one for much longer and he fed himself a very hearty spoonful. "Mmmm....mmmhmmm...mmmhmmmm. Didn't think it was possible for it to taste better than it smells but you've managed it," he praised before taking another couple of spoonfuls. "So, what else is in development for you? Becauses honing your potager skills, obviously."

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