Hannibal's house in Baltimore, Monday afternoon

[sharp_as_knives]

Hannibal unlocked the door with his free hand, still holding the cooler of fresh fish in the other, and waved Zhari in.

"Please. You may set your things down here, if you like." He set the cooler on the foyer floor and began pulling off his jacket.

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[sharp_as_knives]

"It's more often used in coals, or in an oven. And yes, made similar to regular paper." He finished the last fold and held out the parcel. "It will be interesting to compare it to the clay, I think. How the flavors differ."

[3girls-1core.livejournal.com]

"I don't mind trying it," Zhahar said cheerfully. She wasn't sure she could ever get herself to cook with paper (or that Sholeh would ever allow her to, either), but that didn't mean she wasn't interested in the result. "Are we ready too cook, then?"

She didn't mind admitting that she was eager to try her new flavor experiments--and hopefully impress Dr. Lecter as she did so.

[sharp_as_knives]

"I think so." He waved at the grill. "Charcoal, wood, or gas fire?"

[3girls-1core.livejournal.com]

"Wood, please," Zhahar said. "It's the one that I know. We'll cook them right inside the coals. Usually, we also roast potatoes while we're at it, but I think the fire will be full enough with all the fish we've got instead."

[sharp_as_knives]

"Wood it is." Hannibal opened the cabinet and pulled out enough to fill the grill, along with kindling.