Author: LupinLovesTonks
Rated: T
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Summary: Tonks isn't as bad as she comes off… in fact, one might be surprised at what such a clumsy lass is capable of. RLNT
Part Two
Multi-cultural Gourmet
"Let me help Molly," Tonks begged. "Please, I promise I won't burn Headquarters down."
Molly huffed in the manner she usually did before submitting to the pink haired girl's pleas to make supper. She removed her apron and handed it over to Tonks, apprehensive about releasing it to such an undomesticated being.
"All right but just this once since almost everyone is out for the day," Molly sighed. "But if there's one fire…"
"Just sit back and relax Molly," Tonks grinned -- which made Molly somewhat nervous. "I haven't caught a stove on fire in months!"
Molly could feel her stomach drop as the little pixie zipped about the kitchen gathering things to prepare, stumbling from time to time dropping an egg once or twice, dropping cooking utensils more times than made Molly comfortable. The addition of the fact Tonks didn't even wash them off afterwards didn't help.
She watched as Tonks pointed her wand at the utensils and muttered a spell to clean them. Molly bit her lip nervously as Tonks cut some things up that resembled elongated potatoes into long spears then cut them in half, once she had peeled the waxy skins off. Tonks dropped them into a bowl. Once she was done, Tonks dashed a series of spices into the bowl and stirred the contents about.
After she had put the spears in a pan of oil for frying, she set to preparing various vegetables for cooking. By this time Molly had managed to relax and just enjoy the smell of the foods cooking. Her breath did catch in her throat for a moment when a measuring cup flipped out of Tonks' hands and made several mad grabs for it and caught the glass cup just before it could hit the floor.
When all was done, Tonks had prepared a nice sized plate of fries, a liberal amount of stir-fry which was meant to top the rice she had also made, in addition she had made a homemade egg soup, and Tonks had finished off with a pan of chocolate chip muffins. Molly looked over the foods speculatively and even took small sneak tastes. A broad smile went to the woman's face as she looked over at Tonks.
"Let's called the kids and Remus and see if they can tell a difference between the cooking," Molly chuckled.
They were half way through the meal when Remus was the first to give verbal confirmation that the food was, indeed, rather tasty.
"This is wonderful Molly," Remus said with a light smile. "What kind of fries are these, they taste different than regular potatoes…"
Molly straightened her back with pride. "Why don't you ask the cook? I'm sure Tonks would be glad to let you know her secret."
Every face at the table turned to Tonks, whose face was glowing pink. To Molly, finding out Tonks could cook was like discovering one of her own children could, it was also an added bonus that Tonks had not burnt the house down as she had feared she would.
"Well," Tonks squeaked, then cleared her throat. "Well, they're yucca fries, made out of yucca root it's a Jamaican dish. And the stir-fry and egg drop soup is just something I tried to model after the Chinese places I eat at all the time. A chocolate chip muffins are just because I felt we needed a sweet. When one lives by themselves they learn to cook for themselves you know. They get tired of the frozen monstrosities the Muggles live off of. I've also got a really good homemade spaghetti sauce."
Molly chuckled lightly. "Tonks, I do believe you have been hiding the fact you're a Domestic Goddess for long enough. Perhaps you can start helping with the cooking more often."