"Not right this moment-" Puck answered as he turned to look. He'd expected it to take a little while to get the cloves and basil prepared. Seeing that he'd been proven wrong, Puck laughed. "Well look at your speed! Sure, the dough is over on the counter."
In a wooden bowl, covered by a kitchen towel since it was the closest Puck could get to plastic wrap, sat the dough. It had doubled in size as Puck had planned, and would make a decent sized pie for the both of them. There was also a medium flask of olive oil and a bowl of corn meal, roughly ground, but useable next to the bowl.
As Mikey shared the memory, Puck smiled. "No, hot heads don't actually cook food. I tried that once with one of my siblings- they just had raw egg on their face instead. I was thinking of pepperoni and there's some sausage, but it isn't ground." Puck gestured to a little ways from where he was standing, a few pepperoni and sausages, both not sliced, sat on a cutting board. There was a medium sized wheel of cheese and a hand grater that looked like it could be a door stop.
"Oh, no. I've never liked fish on my pizza!" Puck said with a shake of his head.
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Date: 2024-10-09 01:29 pm (UTC)In a wooden bowl, covered by a kitchen towel since it was the closest Puck could get to plastic wrap, sat the dough. It had doubled in size as Puck had planned, and would make a decent sized pie for the both of them. There was also a medium flask of olive oil and a bowl of corn meal, roughly ground, but useable next to the bowl.
As Mikey shared the memory, Puck smiled. "No, hot heads don't actually cook food. I tried that once with one of my siblings- they just had raw egg on their face instead. I was thinking of pepperoni and there's some sausage, but it isn't ground." Puck gestured to a little ways from where he was standing, a few pepperoni and sausages, both not sliced, sat on a cutting board. There was a medium sized wheel of cheese and a hand grater that looked like it could be a door stop.
"Oh, no. I've never liked fish on my pizza!" Puck said with a shake of his head.