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Taking SG-1 prompts!
I don't expect to get much useful done between now and year-end, so prompt me!
Jack/Daniel is default mode, but I'm down for gen or alternate pairings. You'll receive at least 100 words.
Winter themes, Christmas, New Year's are all seasonally appropriate, but anything goes. Well, maybe not death!fic. This time around. ;-)
Jack/Daniel is default mode, but I'm down for gen or alternate pairings. You'll receive at least 100 words.
Winter themes, Christmas, New Year's are all seasonally appropriate, but anything goes. Well, maybe not death!fic. This time around. ;-)
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Food For Thought
Daniel grinned. "No. Candles are a traditional Coptic Christmas present, to commemorate Joseph keeping Mary warm by lighting lamps."
"Sounds like a good way to burn down a stable," Jack commented, leading the way to the kitchen.
Daniel sniffed the air and followed his nose to the pot on the stove. "Mulled wine!"
"Gløgg. It's tres, tres Norwegian."
"And Norwegian is tres, tres Minnesotan."
"Yasureyoubetcha. Minnesota's the Norwegian capital of the United States." Jack took the grocery sack dangling from Daniel's hand. "Whatcha got in here?" He set it on the table and began emptying it.
"Qurban." Daniel touched the cellophane-wrapped round loaf of bread. "Traditional on religious occasions. I thought it would be good with coffee in the morning, but it'll probably go pretty well with your gløgg, too." He shrugged out of his coat and draped it over the back of a chair.
"Excellent. Rice? You're not making rice pudding, are you?"
"Uh, no. Why?"
"That's traditional with gløgg. I hate it."
"No, it's part of the fatta I'm making. Rice, pita bread, garlic and vinegar, and a spicy lamb broth."
Jack tried to stop it, but he could feel his face fall, and Daniel could see it falling.
"What?"
"Lamb's kinda up there with rice pudding."
"Oh. Oh, well. We can use something you have around the house. Chicken, beef, pork. Anything will work."
Jack walked to the fridge and put his hand up to open the freezer. "Hey!" He dropped his hand and turned. "How about pork sausage? It's spicy. Got cloves and cardamom and allspice." He opened the fridge door instead.
Daniel scratched his head. "What'll happen if you boil it?"
"I always boil it for a few minutes before I fry it." Jack turned with a plate holding a long coil of pale white sausage.
Daniel raised his eyebrows.
"I know," Jack said. "It doesn't look very appetizing right now..."
"No, no," Daniel soothed. "What is it, anyway?"
"Medisterpølse. Think it'll work?"
"Mmm."
"Is that a 'yes'?"
"Oh, yes. I was just thinking."
"Anything you want to share with the class?" Jack asked, giving the gløgg a careful stir.
"Oh, just, you said the sausage had cardamom. The fatta has cardamom, too."
"So does the gløgg." Jack pointed over his shoulder with a thumb.
"Which is going to go so well with the qurban. I saw a cinnamon stick there in the pot."
"Yes…"
Daniel rummaged for what Jack had missed in the bottom of the sack, and held it up. "One goes in the fatta, too."
Jack huffed a little laugh. "Who'd a thunk?"
"That Egypt and Norway, or Minnesota, would have so much in common?"
"Well," Jack said, pulling Daniel into his arms, "Stranger things have happened."
"Like us throwing together a Christmas meal full of our respective childhood memories, and everything working so well together?"
Jack nuzzled Daniel's neck. "Like us working so well together?" He could feel Daniel's smile against his temple.
"Like complementary spices."
Jack worked his way up to Daniel's ear. "Explains why I'm always so hungry for you, I guess." He squeezed Daniel's butt.
Daniel turned his head and sought Jack's mouth. Jack saw no point in playing hard to get. He fumbled to the side and turned off the burner under the gløgg. It would keep.
Something else was starting to simmer.
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But in the end it sounds like a great meal for Christmas - and I love it that even the glogg has to wait for some time now because Jack found something more interesting. *g*
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I'm sure everything will be delicious...and then they get to eat!
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xoxoxoxo
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