bc @reigncorps got me thinking about lin cooking…….
“Shoot, fudge, flameo fu—!” Lin hops on her good foot as she leans to pick up the metal tongs that had landed squarely on her poor uncovered toes. Spices and sauce have sprayed everywhere, a red-and-brown tableau coating the wall like modern art.
There was a reason that she’d left the cooking to Toph growing up (and Toph had been a… less than stellar cook), and then to Tenzin after that. It wasn’t until they’d broken up that she’d picked up her first cookbook and struggled through a simple stir-fry — who knew that you had to blanche broccoli to make it taste less green? Or that baby bok choy wasn’t just one big bok choy cut into tiny pieces? In fairness, baby carrots were bigger carr— not the point.
Anyway, food has never really been about flavor or fun for Lin. It’s always been about sustenance — what’s on the menu is usually whatever’s quickest (or whatever can be made from the leftovers in the fridge). She manages not to go hungry, or to make things that are too inedible, but she’s had her fair share of close calls. Thank goodness for the takeout place next to the station with their 5 yuan noodles — she’s not sure why they’re that cheap, and twenty years down the line, she’s not sure she wants to ask.
So when Kya waltzes back into her life and declares that they’re going to host a family brunch — together — Lin can only stare in growing wonder as her girlfriend whips up tongue-numbing Sichuan peppercorn and sriracha with hand pulled buckwheat noodles topped with freshly-harvested onions and watercress and Daikon radish. She must’ve been staring for a touch too long, because Kya notices her and just winks.
Lin drops her tongs again.
I can’t even decide what I love the most about this - Lin being a clumsy chef is classic, but struggling with stir fry? the whole baby veggie rant? the five yuan noodles that she probably orders like three times a week? or maybe it’s the way she’s in such awe at Kya’s cooking, because who wouldn’t be ??😩💖