Chapter 239: Cooking
Remo’s stomach rumbled in response, more from the mention of food than from any agreement on his part. "That sounds perfect," he conceded, following her into the kitchen.
As Abby filled a large pot with water and set it on the stove, Remo awkwardly stood by, unsure of how to assist. "What can I do to help?" he asked, his eagerness tinged with hesitation.
"Here, you can start by cutting the bacon," Abby suggested, handing him a knife and a cutting board along with a pack of bacon.
Remo eyed the knife with a comical wariness. "Uh, sure." He unwrapped the bacon and began to cut, his slices uneven and haphazard. Bacon pieces of varying thicknesses lay scattered on the board.
Abby glanced over, biting back a smile. "Maybe try to keep them all about the same size?" she gently coached, suppressing a chuckle.
"Right, uniformity," Remo nodded seriously, giving it another go with slightly better results.
Meanwhile, Abby minced garlic and grated cheese, shaking her head as bacon bits flew somewhat comically off Remo’s board. "You’re getting there," she encouraged, her tone light and teasing.
"I’m a better killer than chef," Remo joked, looking relieved when Abby took over the skillet to cook the bacon.
"Clearly," Abby laughed, adding the bacon to the pan. "Can you beat the eggs in this bowl?" she asked, handing him a bowl and a fork.