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[didorothy]

[Suffering severe trauma leads to taking an holiday. Taking an holiday leads to intense boredom. And intense boredom leads to the Dark Side Sam Tyler in a waist apron]

Fumie, we're having pasta alla carbonara tonight.

And, uh, if anyone else is hungry... I have a lot of spare time right now. [muttered] Can't believe the satellite and the internet went out at the same time...

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[twelvemasks.livejournal.com]

Pasta?

[didorothy]

Yeah, it's great. It's an Italian dish with eggs, parmigiano, pancetta or guanciale, and black pepper. I'm thinking linguine noodles, but I have to see if I can pick up any around here. What would you prefer, those or spaghetti?

[dritte-tochter.livejournal.com]

[is drawn in by the smell of delicious food] Ah~ That smells so good, desu~

[didorothy]

[smiles at her, even if she's slightly creepy] Would you like some? I've got a lot.

[donutsnotwar.livejournal.com]

Did you say you have pasta?

[didorothy]

Carbonara, yeah.

[seventhcoil.livejournal.com]

What sort is carbonara?

[didorothy]

It's this Italian dish. Cheese, egg yolks, and cured fatty pork, I'm thinking guanciale today. I like to fry the pork in olive oil; it's healthier. It's absoutely delicious. And! I got us cannoli from an Italian place I just found.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

Pasta? Blimey, 's been a while since I had that. Well, proper pasta.

[didorothy]

Do you want some, Doctor? Least I can do.

[followstime.livejournal.com]

It sounds rather tasty.

[didorothy]

I like to think I make pretty good carbonara.

[lamb_of_gold]

I don't suppose it's vegetarian, is it?

[didorothy]

Pretty carnivore-oriented, sorry. Well, omnivore. But I know a few vegetarian dishes; want me to whip up something for you?

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

Nice apron.

--hold on, aren't you that bloke who choked me the other day?

[didorothy]

[goes rather pale; Sammy-boy doesn't want to think about choking people. But, after a moment, he manages to speak]

No... I'm not... That was the--the other Master. I'm Sam Tyler. He just... looks exactly like me.

[madamemoiselle]

It certainly does smell good! You must be quite the chef~♥

[didorothy]

I like to think I'm pretty all right at cooking.

[chapelsend.livejournal.com]

You cook?

[didorothy]

Yeah. It's a good skill to pick up, I think, and it's better way to spend my time than staring at the television all day.

[contract_star]

[Look out, here comes a bottomless pit.] Food?

[didorothy]

[smiles, unaware] Hungry?

[cybercentric.livejournal.com]

[stares]

[didorothy]

Yes, Daichi?

[theguv.livejournal.com]

[has been watching from a distance for some time now, figuring he owes Tyler his space, but let's face it, Gene's bored without his DI there to pick on, so] Shouldn't you be wearing a skirt with that apron?

[didorothy]

[and Sam, for some reason, has missed his boorish, obnoxious DCI]

I don't like how they make my legs look.