[A nod, acknowledgement, and then the littlest smile flits over Andoain's features as he shuffles down the counter toward a bag of sugar.]
I can do both, [he says easily,] it's hardly any extra effort on my part. Leche frita, or crema catalana?
[He's feeling the Iberian recipes today, but judging by the state of the kitchen, someone's been making other sweets too. The dead giveaway just so happens to be a towering stack of crêpes off to the side, waiting to be stuffed with chopped berries and whipped cream.
Perhaps Andoain has been indulging in his own sweet tooth today as well.]
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I can do both, [he says easily,] it's hardly any extra effort on my part. Leche frita, or crema catalana?
[He's feeling the Iberian recipes today, but judging by the state of the kitchen, someone's been making other sweets too. The dead giveaway just so happens to be a towering stack of crêpes off to the side, waiting to be stuffed with chopped berries and whipped cream.
Perhaps Andoain has been indulging in his own sweet tooth today as well.]