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This week, we’re switching things up a bit with a writer challenge. We need to come up with that quick, go-to, 15 minute dinner idea and I’ve decided to present mine in story form featuring Jord and Meghan from Son of Thunder. This scene happens after the events in that book. Coincidentally, this is also the same meal I cooked last night. (Pictures are from that. Well, except for that one…)
It took hours longer than it should have for Jord and the other Asgaardians to round up the fifteen dark elves trying to sneak through the portal between Svartalfheim and Midgaard, and as Jord exited his hasty, but much needed shower, he knew the slow cooked, romantic dinner he’d promised Meghan was never going to happen. She’d be home in less than half an hour and he wanted something ready by the time she walked in the door.
Sliding into clean shorts, he headed toward their pantry. He could dress later. He needed to get something cooking. But what to fix?
He knew he was saved when he spotted the jar of red sauce. Beside it leaned a box of spaghetti.
“Yes!” He grabbed the big pasta pot and filled it with water, setting it on the stove top on high. He placed a smaller pot next to it and dumped the jar of sauce into that. A medium-low setting would allow it to heat up and simmer.
Now, how to spice things up a bit?
Jord opened a bottle of wine, allowing it to breath, then checked out the refrigerator. The mushrooms in the veggie drawer would give the bottled sauce a home-cooked, custom feel. There was certainly no time to make meatballs.
As he reached for the mushrooms, a tube rolled into view. Really? Breadsticks? He couldn’t believe his luck. He went to preheat the oven.
In minutes the pasta was in the boiling water, the sauce was bubbling in the pot with freshly sliced mushrooms, and the kitchen was filling with the warm aroma of fresh breadsticks from the oven.
He just had time to slip back into the bedroom to finish getting dressed.
“It smells amazing in here,” Meghan said, as she entered the kitchen. “You must have been cooking all afternoon.”
“Nah,” Jord answered. “It’s just a little something I whipped up. Wine?”
Meghan wrapped her arms around him and bought her lips to his. The kiss was filled with passion and promise. “I’ll have to see if I can whip something up for desert.”
We’ll close the curtains right here, and leave these two to their romantic evening.