[ 'Why not' he says...this guy is something else. ]
I know how to make curry. [ He sounds a bit exasperated at that, like Akira has some audacity. He's been making curry longer than you, twinky. He knew all the tips and twinks before you picked up a pot. ] And jam's just as good to mild it out.
[ A small little scoop of miso, and a tentative taste, bracing himself for some weird kind of reaction- hm, yeah. That's not too bad, actually. All things considered, better than the Feels Like Kombu, since it didn't start screaming or taking over his mouth. Acceptable.
The lid is back on when Akira slides that book over to him, and he eyes it as he sets the jar back before picking it up proper. A cursory glance over the ingredients and steps, and he gives a slow nod. ]
Adjusting the stove is a pain, but it's doable. [ Although, with a small frown- ] There's no breadcrumbs here, though. I doubt they sell panko anywhere here, so we'd have t' make our own from scratch.
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I know how to make curry. [ He sounds a bit exasperated at that, like Akira has some audacity. He's been making curry longer than you, twinky. He knew all the tips and twinks before you picked up a pot. ] And jam's just as good to mild it out.
[ A small little scoop of miso, and a tentative taste, bracing himself for some weird kind of reaction- hm, yeah. That's not too bad, actually. All things considered, better than the Feels Like Kombu, since it didn't start screaming or taking over his mouth. Acceptable.
The lid is back on when Akira slides that book over to him, and he eyes it as he sets the jar back before picking it up proper. A cursory glance over the ingredients and steps, and he gives a slow nod. ]
Adjusting the stove is a pain, but it's doable. [ Although, with a small frown- ] There's no breadcrumbs here, though. I doubt they sell panko anywhere here, so we'd have t' make our own from scratch.