"Do it," Kate says with a bit of a smile, glad that Effy's able to remember what comes next -- and that she's participating -- because she's really shit at this whole thing. "Can you add the cocoa and the salt, too, and mix it? I'll melt the butter and..." She's given up now and is flipping back to the recipe with her dirty hands. "Melt the butter, stir in sugar, eggs and vanilla. Vanilla beans will work, right?"
She's crushed them up, but she has no idea if they'll do the same thing that liquid vanilla is supposed to do. People here bake all the time, though, so she figures it'll have to work.
"Clearly not very good at this," she says with a huff of a laugh, though she's not really amused. Suddenly, she feels really stupid, like there's no reason to be doing any of this. She's been trying so hard not to think about Marshall being gone, trying so hard to take care of Effy, but she's shit at both these things. Here they are, making brownies and she really doesn't have any idea why. Because somewhere down the line, she learned from Alice, of all people, that keeping busy is the best way to deal with the shitty things that are thrown at someone.
no subject
She's crushed them up, but she has no idea if they'll do the same thing that liquid vanilla is supposed to do. People here bake all the time, though, so she figures it'll have to work.
"Clearly not very good at this," she says with a huff of a laugh, though she's not really amused. Suddenly, she feels really stupid, like there's no reason to be doing any of this. She's been trying so hard not to think about Marshall being gone, trying so hard to take care of Effy, but she's shit at both these things. Here they are, making brownies and she really doesn't have any idea why. Because somewhere down the line, she learned from Alice, of all people, that keeping busy is the best way to deal with the shitty things that are thrown at someone.