and with tears in our eyes we drove off into the sunset looking for another place to put the garbage

[shiromadoushi]

WHO: Bakura, Alastair, Kiryu, Hiruma, Trowa, Quatre and Matsuka
WHERE: The MANCAVE
WHEN: Thanksgiving at 6
WARNINGS: Hiruma. Drunkenness. Shenanigans.
SUMMARY: Thanksgiving dinner at Hell Towers!
FORMAT: Let's say.. QUICK for a change



[[It's a heck of a feast, as one would expect with Bakura doing the cooking. And as requested, not exactly traditional either. There's a grilled monkfish, a rare cooked steak, dish of roasted squash and root vegetables, kabocha amani, sushi hand rolls, yaki udon with kabocha purin for desert. There's also a few bottles of sweet wine for those who drink and a nice fancy grape juice in similar bottles for those who don't.

Also on the table, thanks to Trowa, are mansaf and Venison + bacon goulash

It's a hell of a spread.]]

Comments

[shiromadoushi]

Un! [[biiig grin. He enjoyed that so much]] Aaaa~ I hope they do that again! It was amazing!

[pacifister]

It was nice to see everyone not fighting for the most part.

[shiromadoushi]

Un! That was the other amazing part! [[gives a laugh before having another sip of juice]] Something that really didn't seem possible actually happened! And almost everybody was there too.

[[swirls the juice around his glass a moment before taking another drink.]]

I wonder if that could happen again.

[pacifister]

Only if someone wanted to go through that stress again. Not very many houses here are able to hold so many people. Not even mine can.

[He idly considers his cup.]

I'd rather the next month be a little more quiet anyway.

[shiromadoushi]

Aaa, true! [[smiles]] I'm not even sure how they all fit in that one, even with magic!

Yukina-chan and I were talking about maybe doing a Christmas dinner together for all our friends combined. The Mancave is big enough, we could probably do it here, unless she has a bigger place. I've never been to hers, so I really don't know!

[[Finishes off his glass before going to pour a fresh one from the bottle nearest him, the one he poured from before.]]

[pacifister]

I think that sounds like a good idea.

[He's too busy looking at his plate to notice the bottle that Bakura has grabbed isn't the non-alcoholic beverage. Though, now that he's eating, it does make him remember the question he'd meant to ask about the food.]

The mansaf. Did you make it?

[shiromadoushi]

Aa, no! Trowa-kun brought that. "Just in case," he said.

[[still not sure in case of what, but...

And speaking of, he's gonna try some of that. In his bowl since it's far too lose to eat properly other wise.

unless he uses a fork or something.]]

[pacifister]

["Just in case."]

[There's a quiet second as he glances across Bakura to the brunet in question and promptly looks at is plate. He may or may not be blinking a bit, because he understands the gesture a great deal more than Bakura. He hasn't touched a good half of the other things being offered due to the possibility of what they've been made with.]

[He clears his throat and smiles faintly.]

It's a Jordanian dish. You're supposed to eat it with your hands.

[shiromadoushi]

[blink blink]] With your hands? [[looks down at the mess in his bowl. How on Earth...]] It's not messy when you do that?

[[After all, it wasn't like it was a hamburger or anything!]]

[pacifister]

That's how it was eaten originally, but if you don't feel comfortable eating it like that, there's no harm in it.

[This is why Quatre has a napkin. Maybe two.]

[shiromadoushi]

[[looks almost sheepish as he smiles.]] I don't want to be rude trying to eat it with chopsticks or something! I've just never eaten something like this without any utensils.