Amalie's eyes narrowed at Johanns teasing, his words she smirked back at him, always keen to give it back whenever he dished it out.
"Is it so hard to believe that I have interests that stem outside of being an incredibly efficient commander and fantastic lover?" She teased back, offering him a playful wink. Regardless, she was pleased that he agreed to give it a go. Cooking was actually something she really enjoyed, it was kind of therapeutic, and the possibilities you could explore were vast. Some time ago, distracting herself with cooking and baking was necessary a few years ago, as a result, she'd grown to enjoy it. Turning on her heel she strode towards the contest stand, eagerly signing herself up for it.
After signs ups were complete, the participants were guided to their cooking stations. Amalie grabbed herself an apron, eying it for a moment, before wrapping it around herself. It was strange, she hadn't worn an apron for so long. There was a time when it was a regular accessory for her, but these days she rarely got the chance. Cooking for herself was simple enough that she didn't require it. She moved behind her cooking station, eying her competitors, there was, of course, Johann and then another woman. She was quite primped and primed, kind of like a forty-year-old soccer mom type.
"Alright ladies and gentlemen, welcome to our annual Final Harvest Cooking Contest! For this round we have three competitors, as we go round, please introduce yourself to our audience." Amalie raised her brow at the audience, it wasn't much more than a gaggle of onlookers, but still, she guessed she would play along. As the microphone, she was brought by, and she would introduce herself quite simply as 'Amalie', choosing not to elaborate further. She would learn from this that her unknown competitor was 'Sharon' and that she really liked the spotlight based on the zealous introduction of herself. Following the introductions, a giant cart was wheeled onto the stage, with a mound covered by a sheet.
"Alright! So for this round, we want something savory! Here are your ingredients, feel free to take whatever you like. You have exactly one hour on the clock! Are you ready?" Amalie glanced over at the others, looking at Johann she smirked blowing him a competitive kiss.
"Ready... steady...COOK!" A bell rang above them, and the sheet was lifted off over the cart, revealing a vast range of ingredients. Amalie moved around her cooking station, although she had to sidestep as Sharon nearly bowled her over rushing past. Amalie scowled at her, before continuing forward, she eyed the cart for a moment trying to decide on an impressive 'savory' dish. There was one dish she could think of, Wyatt didn't like it on the basis that it was too 'foreign'. But often Amalie would make it for herself and the other wives and it had gone down a treat. Something
different. Not wasting any more time on a decision, she would scan the table for the necessary ingredients, grabbing one of the baskets attached to the side of the cart, she filled it up. Once she was satisfied with what she had, she spun back to the cooking station. Figuring out the steps in her head, she got to work quickly. Like muscle memory, it all came back to her quite quickly, the time flew based and she chopped, diced and sizzled her way through the air. And so before she knew it...
DING DING DING!Amalie placed the final garnish on her dish and stepped back, admiring her work. She was hot, admittedly a little flushed, that had been quite exhilarating considering they were just cooking.
"Please bring your dishes to the front to be judged." The cart was wheeled away at this point, having being wheeled away and replaced with a table where the judges were now sitting.
"One by one, please state what you've made." As the microphone came around, of course, Sharon would step up first, practically singing about her 'famous' 12 cheese dip. As the microphone came to Amalie, she cleared her throat a little awkwardly. The crowd was bigger now, it seemed the results were more interesting to watch than the cooking itself.
"Um... I've made a red curry, with plain rice and a side of spring rolls." She commented before moving away from the microphone, there was a curious hum. Before the host moved over to Johann, Amalie glanced over curious to see what he'd made.
WC: 758
Amalie's Event Total : 1279 / 1500 |
Tag: @Johann