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paradisalogs2013-11-24 11:54 am
well_assembled) wrote in paradisalogs2013-11-24 11:54 am
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Thanksgiving Feast at the old Stark place
Who: Natasha Romanoff and errybody!
What: Thanksgiving Day feast
When: Thanksgiving Day (US Nov 28th) from noon to whenever
Where: Stark Tower lobby.
Rating: PG?
All told she'd had to wish up much of the food, and the tables and the chairs..ok so pretty much everything had been wished except what others were bringing, if anyone even decided to come.
Nat had lost all ability to cook following Event Horizon and her resurrection after it. If it required more than popping something in the microwave she would burn it..there was the one time macaroni and cheese literally exploded on her. One could only live on prepackaged food for so long, so she'd started getting food from town, trading for help and fixing things since she had the room but no real income.
Today was special though, it was supposed to be a holiday about sharing in the plenty and good food was a modern day cornerstone of it. Except that she couldn't cook. So the tables were filled, lined and decorated from what she could trade out with the villagers and what she could wish up. She was bound to have one hell of a headache for the next few days, but the result was worth it.
(OOC: Some sections are started below, feel free to mingle or create your own!)
What: Thanksgiving Day feast
When: Thanksgiving Day (US Nov 28th) from noon to whenever
Where: Stark Tower lobby.
Rating: PG?
All told she'd had to wish up much of the food, and the tables and the chairs..ok so pretty much everything had been wished except what others were bringing, if anyone even decided to come.
Nat had lost all ability to cook following Event Horizon and her resurrection after it. If it required more than popping something in the microwave she would burn it..there was the one time macaroni and cheese literally exploded on her. One could only live on prepackaged food for so long, so she'd started getting food from town, trading for help and fixing things since she had the room but no real income.
Today was special though, it was supposed to be a holiday about sharing in the plenty and good food was a modern day cornerstone of it. Except that she couldn't cook. So the tables were filled, lined and decorated from what she could trade out with the villagers and what she could wish up. She was bound to have one hell of a headache for the next few days, but the result was worth it.
(OOC: Some sections are started below, feel free to mingle or create your own!)