It's Pancake Day!

[abjurer]

Who: Anyone and everyone!
What: A feast of pancakes in honour of Shrove Tuesday.
When: Tuesday February 5th
Where: CH7, ground floor
Summary: Truly a feast day second only to Christmas!
Rating: PG/PG-13 for language if someone gets burned on the stove or hit by exploding magical pancake batter.

All of the ingredients have been gathered and are laid out when Max finally gets up that morning. More eggs and milk and flour than he's ever seen in one place and maybe he'd gone a bit overboard with it, but he didn't know how many people would be showing up. It wasn't as though they could use the rest of it some other time.


[OOC: Max's invitation can be found here. Essentially an open mingle post.]

Comments

Re: Loki

[complicatedliar]

Yes, let's have a look.

Re: Loki

[abjurer]

Right. Come with me.

[He leads Loki over to the counter where there's a a baking tin set out, filled with batter and sausages. Not a frog in sight.]

There. Flour, eggs, milk, sausage.

Re: Loki

[complicatedliar]

[Loki leans casually against the counter and inspects the baking sheet, arms crossed over his chest.]

What are the contents of the sausages?

Re: Loki

[abjurer]

Uh, dead pig I'd hope. That's what the package said.

Re: Loki

[complicatedliar]

Hmm.

[Pork. Bleh. Oh well, he has to eat meat some time, he's sure.]

All right.

Re: Loki

[abjurer]

[Sorry Loki, they were all out of Bandersnatch or whatever you Asgardian types eat.]

If you don't want it, you don't have to eat it. Just means more for me.

Re: Loki

[complicatedliar]

I said that I would try it. But there probably will be more for you. I don't really eat much meat.

Re: Loki

[abjurer]

Fair enough. Happy there are no actual toads involved?

Re: Loki

[complicatedliar]

Though now no less mystified why you would call it that.

Re: Loki

[abjurer]

...I dunno. It's just what it's called. I probably shouldn't mention devils on horseback or bubble and squeak as possible foods for the future then?

Re: Loki

[complicatedliar]

Sometimes I really do think you mortals are making this nonsense up.

Re: Loki

[abjurer]

[Max grins at him.]

Spotted dick?

Re: Loki

[complicatedliar]

You probably ought to have a doctor look at it.

Re: Loki

[abjurer]

[Okay, he's just gonna laugh now, amused as hell.]

It's a pudding. Has raisins in. Designed to amuse young boys whenever they serve it for lunch at school.

Loki

[complicatedliar]

...right.

[...nope. Never eating that. Nope nope nope.]

Loki

[abjurer]

I'm serious. Deadly serious.

Loki

[complicatedliar]

I know. I find that most worrying of all.

Loki

[abjurer]

Oh come on, that's the good stuff. It isn't like I've tried to force feed you Marmite.

Loki

[complicatedliar]

And people wonder why I don't often bother with food.

Loki

[abjurer]

Well, I would agree with not eating Marmite. But there's plenty of good food out there.

Re: Loki

[complicatedliar]

[Loki shrugs.] I just don't find it all that interesting.

Re: Loki

[abjurer]

Ah well, I suppose that if you don't have to eat, interest is the overriding factor.

[Maybe they should try those Russian roulette chocolates...]

Re: Loki

[complicatedliar]

I do have to eat on occasion. Just not so often as that.

Re: Loki

[abjurer]

Do you have preferences? I mean, beyond 'not strangely named English foods'.

Re: Loki

[complicatedliar]

[He shrugs.] I generally consider food a necessary inconvenience. Though I don't tend to care for meat.