Hot Potato (party log)

[desperate_times_right]

Who: Chloe Frazer & any and all party people!!
What: Harvest Celebrations/Halloween Party/Ruby’s Birthday/Rat Marriage/Big Communal Cooking Party so Chloe doesn't burn down her house
When: October 12
Where: At Chloe’s house on Greene Street

Content Warnings: Food descriptions, probably.
Other Notes: Feel free to make this a mingle and reply to other characters!

Chloe had wondered whether to go through with the harvest party once Lalo had disappeared, but as they say, the show must go on. There's still a lot worth celebrating, and people need something hopeful after the mess last month. Luckily her house had made it through everything all right.

The poster had said to wear a costume, so she's hoping to see a lot of those, and she’d recruited some people to help her put together the menu exactly to Lalo’s specifications, so unfortunately no one is safe from British Potatoes. There are even candles for the birthday cake.

Chloe herself is dressed as a sexy lumberjack, with one of Lalo’s old flannels tied in a knot under her breasts and denim cutoffs made from the jeans Kostya had gotten blood on (shh). She's got a fire roaring, because otherwise she’d freeze.

Comments

[readytosee]

"Some, yes! Due to the capsaicin, which triggers pain and heat receptors in the tongue and skin. It's why your mouth can sometimes feel hot after eating something spicy, like these pine nuts.

Spicy being the word most commonly used -- in English, anyway -- for this sort of sensation that comes with eating something with capsaicin. Not everyone likes it, but I think it's a bit exciting." He pops a few more into his mouth with a smile. Slipping a little into lecture mode, but it feels nice. A familiar suit to slip into.

"I'm Dr. Casper Darling, by the way."

[dreamsofwings]

"Capsaicin," Eren repeats, tripping over the word a little it. He's never heard it before, can't imagine what it means. He figures it's what the seasoning is called, incorrectly, but doesn't dwell on it.

"It's spicy," he also repeats, more sure. "Yeah, I guess that's what you call it." As if he really has any idea what spicy food is. "I like it. But if you eat more of it, it's…more intense, right?"

Oh, right. Manners.

"Eren Jaeger," he answers. "You have stuff like this where you come from?"

[readytosee]

"That's exactly it!" Darling nods encouragingly as Eren starts to piece things together. "The more you eat, the more intense the sensation is. Though it can be balanced out by dairy or bread.

It's nice to meet you, Eren. And we do, yes. Sometimes little snacks like this, sometimes whole meals. It's really to your personal taste. My grandmother was Italian, she made a pasta and shrimp dish called fra diavlo, which had a hefty amount of chili flakes in the sauce. I found it too spicy when I was younger, but enjoy it now as an adult."

[dreamsofwings]

The bit about bread surprises him. His mouth feels like it needs something cool, like water, though he doesn't have a drink in his hand. (Better for him, considering water wouldn't help at all.)

"I don't know what Italian is," he says, frowning a little. He hates when he doesn't know things, but that sounds like one of those I'm from another world problems. The other thing, he tries to snag a memory and figure out what it is, but he comes up short.

"I don't know what shrimp is, either," he finally admits. "But I'd try a whole meal of this spicy food."

[readytosee]

"That's okay!" Darling is quick to reassure him, touching his arm to underline his point. "We're not all from the same place. Or time, for that matter. Italians come from a place called Italy, in the version of Earth that I'm from.

As for shrimp, they're a sort of bug that lives in the ocean." He nods, his smile encouraging. "I don't mind answering questions, whatever you want to ask. If I know the answer, I'm happy to tell you."

[dreamsofwings]

Eren knows earth, but not as the name of a place, only as a word for the ground they're walking on. He decides not to comment on that part, thinking it's just some other weird thing. If only he knew about the concept of planets! But he barely understands country.

His nose wrinkles at the description of shrimp.

"Spicy…bugs? Do you come from somewhere food is scarce too?" He's misunderstanding a little here, but not for want of trying.

"I know we're not from the same…worlds, or whatever. But sometimes the things other people talk about, I can't even understand."