Meat Preservation Technique
To my surprise, the meal Blaze cooked was actually pretty good. I once thought he can't stand the heat of cooking near a fire and tasting the boiling or grilling food, but the skewer he gave me was perfectly seasoned with my favourite medium-rare steak.
Chewing a mouthful of tender meat in my mouth, I didn't let my hands out of work. After finishing putting the last piece of the berries on top of that cake, I made a pot of honey yogurt for Blaze. Handed him the pot, I was about to take over the skewer bowl from his arms and find a place to eat:
"Have you tried this fruit yogurt? Here you are, and you can give me that bowl, then let's sit under that tree, eating and chatting with each other, shall we?"
Blaze turned away his arms and took the yogurt pot, and then strode across the fireplace while talking to me in his calm voice: