He Had Wings

When I first saw this prompt I was like – oh great another flying metaphor.  I went searching for a background image and I found this one.  So what started out as a fear has turned into food!  I love food!

However, that being said.  I love to cook food of any type.  I have fried food for Jace and his family and I’ve even cooked for Dae’lin and Margo.  My repertoire tends towards healthy things.  I’m a sucker for roasting things slowly in the oven.

I haven’t tried smoking yet, mostly due to space and the fact that I don’t have the means to do so.  But if I ever go back to New York.  I need to make a special purchase for  Jace’s house.  I’m sure he and Mia would love to have more food they didn’t have to cook.  That’s what great about Mia.  She likes to feed me, but she also likes when I take over her kitchen.  I’ve cooked for entire parties at their house over the past several years.

The one thing I don’t do is bake.  Just not my thing, and too close to my mother for my liking.  Yes I have issues.