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The Park, afternoon to evening
Hannibal really did enjoy his adopted country (it had immense opportunities for someone like him), and he would also accept any excuse for a party.
So, here they were. He'd set up a decent, industrial-sized grill on the lawn, arranged for an insane number of picnic blankets (mostly red, white, blue, or some combination thereof), and even bribed one of the local magical types to ensure that the weather would be perfect. And he had, of course, been cooking for days; all that was left was grilling the last-minute things.
Jono had agreed to handle the fireworks later, but for now there was mostly mingling and food.
There were several dips: tomatillo salsa verde, french onion, and a bagna cauda, with both traditional and less common vegetables for dipping, along with homemade potato and tortilla chips.
There were any number of salads: crispy potato with chiles, celery, and peanuts, tomato, onion, and roasted lemon, cabbage and jicama, potato with grilled kale, and raw beet and cucumber.
Then there were the non-salad side dishes: flatbread with fava beans, cucumbers, and burrata, salted and spiced melon, "tater tots" with spicy mayonnaise, and of course grilled corn (with miso butter).
On the grill were burgers with a high-quality meat blend, veggie burgers, the best hot dogs available (with a number of interesting toppings available, and ribs.
To go with all of this were mint tea, watermelon basil iced tea, iced hibiscus sweet tea, watermelon sangria, and a keg of Baltimore Pale Ale.
And if the main dishes weren't enough, there were of course desserts. Sorbet in grapefruit cups, strawberry rhubarb pie, roasted pears with espresso mascarpone cream, and s'mores cupcakes.
This was Hannibal. There was no such thing as going overboard with food.
[OOC: Open post! Come and party!]
So, here they were. He'd set up a decent, industrial-sized grill on the lawn, arranged for an insane number of picnic blankets (mostly red, white, blue, or some combination thereof), and even bribed one of the local magical types to ensure that the weather would be perfect. And he had, of course, been cooking for days; all that was left was grilling the last-minute things.
Jono had agreed to handle the fireworks later, but for now there was mostly mingling and food.
There were several dips: tomatillo salsa verde, french onion, and a bagna cauda, with both traditional and less common vegetables for dipping, along with homemade potato and tortilla chips.
There were any number of salads: crispy potato with chiles, celery, and peanuts, tomato, onion, and roasted lemon, cabbage and jicama, potato with grilled kale, and raw beet and cucumber.
Then there were the non-salad side dishes: flatbread with fava beans, cucumbers, and burrata, salted and spiced melon, "tater tots" with spicy mayonnaise, and of course grilled corn (with miso butter).
On the grill were burgers with a high-quality meat blend, veggie burgers, the best hot dogs available (with a number of interesting toppings available, and ribs.
To go with all of this were mint tea, watermelon basil iced tea, iced hibiscus sweet tea, watermelon sangria, and a keg of Baltimore Pale Ale.
And if the main dishes weren't enough, there were of course desserts. Sorbet in grapefruit cups, strawberry rhubarb pie, roasted pears with espresso mascarpone cream, and s'mores cupcakes.
This was Hannibal. There was no such thing as going overboard with food.
[OOC: Open post! Come and party!]
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There was free food. Kanan was a fan of free food.
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And, oh, yeah, there would be lots of snaps to rub it into her friends' faces back home, especially the fireworks, because she really doubted the Gromflomites would allow them to shoot off explosives into the air, all things considered.
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"Hello, Miss Hera," she added. "Happy Fourth of July, although I'm sure that doesn't mean as much to most of the people here. Is it okay if I feed Stance some food, do you think?"
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"What time are the fireworks?"
Guess which part of the celebrations was her favorite. Go on. We'll wait.
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Because visibility. Because that.
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He was wearing one of his straw cowboy hats though. And quite cheerfully enjoying an American beer.
"Very festive," he said of Parker's dress. "Where'd you pick that one up?"
Depending on the size of the business she'd stolen it from, he might quietly send them the money to pay for it.
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What? It wasn't like he was telling Hardison it WASN'T a veggie burger.
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There is a tiny British flag on top of it; Jono had announced he was holding it hostage for the UK.
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And a very nice squirrel with the same love of vodka and Red Bull that Summer had agreed to keep a tab for her on just how many people were willing to try it, because it was very, very important.
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But there was food, seemingly free for the taking. So, she was taking some – while trying not to think about how this would've fed the people at home.
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... Most of them were actual fireworks, too. While Jono was perfectly capable of putting on an impressive light show without bringing explosives along, he wasn't in the mood to nap for half a week afterward. These were the real deal.
Boom.
//Upstart colonies.// Still, because this was Jono, and Jono was sometimes very pointedly British, he did feel obligated to mutter to himself the entire while. //I'm not even American, anyway.//
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He stood towards the back of the crowd, an extremely large soda from the Quick Stop in hand, and "Ooo"ed and "Ahhh"ed with tremendous gusto.
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