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Post by Elise Peeters on May 12, 2012 22:22:13 GMT -5
Elise could see that Lady Lili's concern didn't leave her expression, but at least Elise recognized that it was for her guardian this time. So Lili's first worry was her guardian's safety. Elise's solution was simple.
"The party stays here then," said Elise reassuringly. "That way, you can keep an eye and an ear out over the events and you won't have to worry."
Elise sipped her tea, wondering if she could do it as gracefully as Lady Lili did. She probably didn't, but hopefully it was passable enough. The tea was delicious enough for her not to be too anxious about her lack of social graces.
"So first, we must worry about the guests, then the food, then the decorations. Everything else after." Elise shifted closer to the table. "Do you have any particular names considered yet? A guest list?"
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Post by Lili Walser on May 12, 2012 23:24:08 GMT -5
Lili nodded, set at ease by that statement. She was rather glad that Elise seemed to understand, without her having to explain everything. It would be hard to explain why she felt as she did without going into things she didn't think she could manage... yes. It was just... just better... that Elise understood.
"Mmm... w-well... Cousin, Uncle Toni, a-and Lord Bonnefoy, f-for sure... a-and perhaps f-five or six others... N-no more than ten, total, i-including myself at dinner." She paused. "Th-the others are... are other officers in the military." She wasn't sure if Elise would need that information, but there was no harm in offering it, right? Of course not.
"W-what else ought I tell you...?"
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Post by Elise Peeters on May 22, 2012 15:52:39 GMT -5
Ten people at the most...Elise was glad, because sending out invitations would be easy. She wished she had brought something to write with, but it seemed too presumptuous of her to bring such materials when she wasn't sure her services were definitely needed.
She contented herself with storing the information in her head. "All right then, seeing as there are few people, most of them being close to the celebrant, I gather that the invitations can be written out and mailed by tomorrow."
As for the other details..."I know you would like for it to take place in the manor, but where, exactly? Would you like for it to be indoors, perhaps in a dining hall? Or would you rather have it here in the garden?"
The dining hall did not need too much decoration, but Elise thought it would be a lot of fun getting the garden ready for the celebration. She was already imagining a marquee with the military banner, tea lights and the flowers...
"Oh, and the food, of course." Elise looked at the young noblewoman knowingly. "Men are blind to everything else. A party can be in the most hideous swamp, as long as it has a delicious fare."
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Post by Lili Walser on Jun 4, 2012 9:37:41 GMT -5
"Ja, I can... I-I can send the invitations later today." The noblewoman agreed, smiling hesitantly. "The... the servants will deliver them..." She knew that Sarah would make certain of this, though whether Sarah herself or one of the other household staff would deliver the invitations, Lili wasn't sure. All that mattered was that the recipients would receive them this afternoon, or tomorrow.
"O-oh.... a... a garden party would be lovely." This time, her smile was true. "B-but... will it be light enough? Ought I set the parlor up as well, th-that way there is another place for Cousin and his guests?" It wouldn't be any trouble for her to have done, and perhaps she would anyway, solely for peace of mind.
The food... what would they have? A thought struck her, one that had her directing her full attention to Elise. "C-Cousin enjoys most anything... b-but, please, n-no chicken or eggs... w-well, y-you can use eggs in cooking, b-but don't tell him. H-he... he keeps chicks as pets, so..." She trailed off, unsure what Elise would have to say to this development.
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Post by Elise Peeters on Jun 11, 2012 10:12:02 GMT -5
Elise was slightly taken aback by this new development. No chickens? But aren't military men most famous for their love of all things meat? And how in the world could Elise bake without eggs? It was common knowledge that eggs were essential to pastries.
But Elise nodded. There had to be some way to prepare a grand feast without chicken. Elise had many options, and besides, she welcomed the small challenge. This guardian of Lady Lili's was an unusual man.
"I suppose we could substitute chicken with something else for some dishes," she mused. "Or we could do away with those dishes altogether. We still have a wide range of food to choose from."
Elise straightened. "We should work from appetizer to main courses to dessert. What are his favorite dishes from each course? We can start from there, then add in more dishes after."
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Post by Lili Walser on Jun 28, 2012 18:26:53 GMT -5
"J-ja... I... I am sorry... It's given the cooks a headache, truly." And she didn't often partake of chicken or eggs either... she couldn't stand the look on Gilbert's face if he saw her eating them. "B-but... d-don't be afraid to put eggs in your baked things... just don't tell him. A-after all... it's... i-it's rather hard to make cakes without eggs." His favorite dishes...? "W-well, he likes soßklopse, flädlessuppe, sauerkraut, bratwürste, buchteln, leipziger allerlei, kirschenmichel, and rote grütze." She paused, then tucked her chin. "I... I... do you think it would be possible for you to make gazpacho, too? I-it's Uncle Toni's favorite. I... I wish I knew what Lord Bonnefoy's favorite was... but... but if there is wine, h-he oughtn't be too disappointed..." Her tone turned musing at the end, before she blinked and looked back at Elise. "O-oh... a-and if you n-need a recipe or explanation of a-any of those... I... I can try, o-or I can get Louisa." |
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Post by Elise Peeters on Jul 9, 2012 23:38:17 GMT -5
Elise had produced a pen and a sheet of paper from her small purse and jotted down the list of dishes to be prepared. She was familiar with most of them, but some might be a little more challenging to make. She didn't mind.
"Don't worry about the eggs. I accommodate even the pickiest eaters. And please don't trouble yourself with the recipes; I have my own."
She added gazpacho to the list. She had been introduced to the dish by Antonio himself, so of course it would be included.
"Gazpacho is more than possible, my lady. If it's for Antonio, then consider it done and served." As for the noble, she had only heard of him. But if she knew anything about nobles of his kind, they preferred refined, gourmet dishes. They were the pickiest of any she had met. "Wine is a given. And something like mussels, perhaps, for his noble sensibilities?"
She rolled up the sheet and placed it back in her purse along with her pen. "Guest list done, invitations to be sent today, decorations are planned, and the food is decided. What else would you like to discuss, my lady?"
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