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The Joy of Cooking by Lemon Drop (PG)
Fandom: THE SENTINEL
Pairing: Jim/Blair
Length: 3K words
Author on LJ: unknown
Author Website: Quercus/Lemon Drop’s site and at AO3
Why this must be read: It’s an unusually written story by one of our more singular writers.
Lemon Drop has a way of writing that is hard to describe; it’s got an ethereal quality to it that I find sometimes puzzling, often beautiful, and very satisfying. No more so that this small glimpse of the future written in the second person.
It’s 2019 and we’re following Jim Ellison around town as he prepares for a special occasion: Blair’s 50th birthday. First stop is their favorite deli:
For yourself, you like bagels and cream cheese and thinly sliced red onions, so since you're here, you order a sandwich to go. The owners, an elderly couple with heavy New York accents, pack you a paper bag full of bagels, all kinds of bagels, and a tub of salmon cream cheese, one of pickled herring, another of some kind of cheese that comes in little balls floating in brine.
Then you order tongue, a whole tongue. The husband looks at the wife, his eyebrows high, his mouth pulled down. She starts to laugh and pulls out a tray of beef tongues artfully arranged. For a minute you think this is a mistake, but you swallow and remember Blair's blue eyes. Please choose, you ask, and the wife tells you that smaller is better, no more than two pounds. You have a recipe? she asks, her voice rising in disbelief.
The Joy of Cooking, you tell her, and she nods sagely. Very good, very good.
You watch them pack up your purchases, giving the husband your debit card. When the transaction is over, the wife hands you your cloth shopping bag and stage-whispers that she's put a slice of cheesecake in there, too; just a nosh, she says, and winks.
Interwoven in the day’s activities are Jim’s memories, both beautiful and painful, of their life together, as well as his imagining of what the day will bring when Blair finally makes it home. The whole story has a very soft, slightly blurred feeling to it; the last part always gets to me. Enjoy.
The Joy of Cooking
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Pairing: Jim/Blair
Length: 3K words
Author on LJ: unknown
Author Website: Quercus/Lemon Drop’s site and at AO3
Why this must be read: It’s an unusually written story by one of our more singular writers.
Lemon Drop has a way of writing that is hard to describe; it’s got an ethereal quality to it that I find sometimes puzzling, often beautiful, and very satisfying. No more so that this small glimpse of the future written in the second person.
It’s 2019 and we’re following Jim Ellison around town as he prepares for a special occasion: Blair’s 50th birthday. First stop is their favorite deli:
For yourself, you like bagels and cream cheese and thinly sliced red onions, so since you're here, you order a sandwich to go. The owners, an elderly couple with heavy New York accents, pack you a paper bag full of bagels, all kinds of bagels, and a tub of salmon cream cheese, one of pickled herring, another of some kind of cheese that comes in little balls floating in brine.
Then you order tongue, a whole tongue. The husband looks at the wife, his eyebrows high, his mouth pulled down. She starts to laugh and pulls out a tray of beef tongues artfully arranged. For a minute you think this is a mistake, but you swallow and remember Blair's blue eyes. Please choose, you ask, and the wife tells you that smaller is better, no more than two pounds. You have a recipe? she asks, her voice rising in disbelief.
The Joy of Cooking, you tell her, and she nods sagely. Very good, very good.
You watch them pack up your purchases, giving the husband your debit card. When the transaction is over, the wife hands you your cloth shopping bag and stage-whispers that she's put a slice of cheesecake in there, too; just a nosh, she says, and winks.
Interwoven in the day’s activities are Jim’s memories, both beautiful and painful, of their life together, as well as his imagining of what the day will bring when Blair finally makes it home. The whole story has a very soft, slightly blurred feeling to it; the last part always gets to me. Enjoy.
The Joy of Cooking
Feedback makes the world go ‘round. Giving some will make you and the author feel great!
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This was very lyric and touching.
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Thank you! I love Lemon Drop's writing, and yet I don't recall reading this one before! *\o/* for finding something new to me *beams and hugs it*
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