Hannibal's house, Sunday

[sharp_as_knives]

So, Hannibal had half as many children himself this weekend as he had last time, but that hadn't made it any less hectic or full of cooking. And he wouldn't even pretend that he minded. At least this time he had his own kitchen.

So, he was up early again today, getting started on breakfast for the crowd. He was one carafe of coffee and a set of recipe cards into it when Angela stumbled down, yawning, and grinned at him. "I thought I could sous-chef again, if you like." She kissed his cheek.

Hannibal smiled back. "That would be lovely; thank you. What do you think?" He fanned the recipe cards out for her to see.

"I like it," she decided. "I'll start cutting."

Breakfast menu:
Crepes with honeyed oranges
Apple, brie, and prosciutto crepes
Crepes with pears, gouda, and fresh thyme
Leek, apple, fennel sausage, and goat cheese crepes
Peanut butter and jam crepes (Shush, there were bound to be young ones around.)
Maple-espresso bacon
Blood pudding
Creamy French scrambled eggs
Pancetta and gruyere strata
Fresh orange juice
Organic milk
An assortment of teas
As much coffee as Hannibal can possibly brew

Comments

Re: Later in the day!

[furnaceface]

//Next time, let's make anybody but immediate family line up outside in a neat and orderly fashion,// Jono suggested, scooting slightly to make room for her to sit as well. //It'd be far easier to breathe if we did, I imagine.//

You know, for that day in the far and nebulous future where he could do that, again!

//And really, it was a long and drawn-out struggle to get me into that suit, but I assure you, I put up a valiant fight.//

He really hadn't. At all.

Re: Later in the day!

[clonewelldone]

"He bought it and told you how sexy it was, didn't he?" Angela asked. She kicked her shoes off and curled up between them.

Re: Later in the day!

[furnaceface]

//I was blinded by three different pieces of matching brocade and didn't stand a chance,// Jono agreed, rolling his eyes toward the ceiling. //Plus, coattails.//

Re: Later in the day!

[sharp_as_knives]

"He never even tried to protest," Hannibal said. "He even told me he was looking forward to it."

Yes, he was utterly shameless.

Re: Later in the day!

[furnaceface]

//You know, saying any words at all around this one is bloody damning,// Jono declared, gesturing to Hannibal with a thumb in front of Angela. //I suppose I should just be thankful the photo is out in the open. He probably would've been able to blackmail me with it.//

... Even though he'd been out in public in that outfit.

Re: Later in the day!

[sharp_as_knives]

"I'm sure I can find other pictures for that," Hannibal said innocently.

He might have one or two...

Re: Later in the day!

[furnaceface]

//... I might have to start holding still for these photos you keep taking,// Jono noted, both eyebrows flying up. Christ, there were naked photos still, weren't there? Of course there were.

Re: Later in the day!

[sharp_as_knives]

There definitely were. And Hannibal was looking smug about it. "Don't worry," he assured Angela, "I can be very sneaky."