Community center class: Yes, You Can Actually Cook

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Eliot was leaning back at the front table again, this week, beer bottle in hand. "It's the last week of this class," he said when it seemed like everyone who was going to show up had. "So here's your last bit of beginner's cooking advice from me: don't be afraid to screw it up. For the most part, you're just gonna end up with somethin' that doesn't taste too good. If it's meat, err on the side of overcookin' it so you don't poison anybody. Otherwise, go nuts. Experiment. Figure out what works for you in your particular kitchen, and have fun with it.

"So that's what you're doin' today. The fridge is fully stocked with stuff you should be able to handle, or at least google how to handle, by now. Play around a bit, see what you come up with." Eliot smiled and saluted them with his beer. "Don't set anything on fire unless a recipe calls for it, and try not to bleed on anything. I'd really rather not kill anyone on in the last class."

Wonka's Sweets Shoppe, Wednesday

[smilestopscars]

Ezra had never had a real job before.

Sure, he'd bartended at Purgatory, but that didn't count. That was still Coterie work. Hardly the same thing as a regular job, even if pouring drinks wasn't as bad as some of his other assignments within the system. This was different. This was... just what it was, and nothing more.

There were still far too many bags of green jelly beans around. But, there was also a sale on newly arrived edible glitter in all the colors of the rainbow! Ezra felt like that was the store welcoming him.

Hello, Wonka's. And hello, Fandom. Ezra was ready to sell you some candy.

[ooc: Ooh employment! Open!]