high_seas | Serenes Island Kraken Barbecue

Who: Spade Pirates, anyone else on Serenes Island back on April 13th
When: Backdated to April 13th a few hours after Ace's announcement of kraken eatables for everyone
Where: Serenes Island
What: Biggest barbecue as prepared by an amazing chef. Hope you all like kraken!
Warnings: None(?)
Style: Starting in prose but you pick!
Status: Open to all Spade Pirates and anyone else within smelling distance. All who are hungry will be fed!

With the kraken that Ace caught, Zeff got the opportunity to really flex his cooking muscle. It had been a while since he'd gotten his hands on a beast that size, and every morsel of it was going to be cooked. After all, Ace had announced it was going to be on the menu. Who was this chef to deny his captain?

He'd worked quickly and efficiently, butchering the great beast to separate out the different parts. Then had come the process of cooking it all. The smells coming from the outdoor kitchen he'd had set up would be enough to make anyone's mouth water: takoyaki (practically a requirement), pickled kraken, grilled kraken, kraken ink pasta, and the suckers both fried and made into soup. Of course, there were other foods on the menu to complement the meal: bread, fruits, vegetables, but the focus was largely on the remains of the beast that Ace had provided them.

Zeff set out the last of the drinks before bellowing, "Come and get it!"

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His bad mood nearly erased when he smelled the end result of Zeff's cooking. Spearing through the air like a bullet, Ace likely stepped on somebody's face or back to shove them out of the way as he tried to get at the food first.

"Woohoo! It's been awhile since we've had some! Thanks for the eats, Zeff!"

Zeff smirked with pride. "There's plenty more where that came from. Figured I'd save some of the leftovers to see what was getting eaten the fastest."

Ace couldn't have lit up anymore. He swung his legs over the table's bench, sitting down and pouring himself water from a pitcher.

"How are our supplies doin' with the takoyaki? It's probably gonna use a lot of our flour, huh?"

Zeff nodded. "I've made enough bread to last us for a while along with holding some of the flour in reserve, but it's at the top of my list the next time we're in port."

With a heavy yawn, Ace pulled a few toothpicks of takoyaki and straightened his back. With his mouth shut, Ace bowed his head to Zeff and thanked him with a greeting and smile.

"Thanks for the meal!"

He began eating, chewing and swallowing quickly so he could at least get a bit of the taste in to continue the conversation safely, "Noted. Ahhh, so are the preserves keeping well? It's been awhile since I've salted anything, so I assume the supplies are fine."

Zeff nodded. "I've been using some of the odd bits such as organs which can't be preserved as easily to stretch the salted meat a bit farther. I like keeping a backup supply in case we end up without wind for a week or two."

In return, Ace tilted his head at Zeff. Some people would have been a bit grossed out by a statement like that, but color him intrigued.

"Wait, I can't tell the difference. You can swap that stuff out that freely?"

"Not freely but if you know the right blend of herbs and spices along with knowing how to properly prepare something, you can get even the pickiest eater to eat something like cow tongue. You remember that gravy I made last week? One of the key ingredients was turkey gizzard. It's why I had a separate batch of gravy specifically for the birds," Zeff said with a smirk.

Ace knew master chefs could do crazy things to prepare food, but he didn't know that taste could be manipulated that way. His jaw could have gotten lower, but then he stuck a bunch more of the takoyaki in his mouth.

"That's incredible! I didn't know gizzards could get made that fine! It was really smooth gravy, too!"

"It's all in the chopping technique. To spice things up, I have a chunkier version. Same recipe, but the gizzard pieces are larger. Also throw in a chopped-up hard boiled egg for good measure."

Another reason he would make a separate gravy for the birds: One of them would probably faint if they ate it by accident.

The problem had been that Zeff was making Ace even hungrier even though he was still stuffing food in his face. He was making things harder on himself.

"We gotta stop talking food, Zeff," Though, Ace was realizing it to begin with. "I don't think my stomach's gonna be able to handle that kinda chat."

"At this rate, we'll have to roll you back to the ship?"

And a big old smirk from the old chef.

Ace gave Zeff an earnest pause at that, "...I wouldn't mind."

Even if the crew would.

[Zeff chuckles at that. Feeding his crew is of his highest priority. As annoying as it would be to have to take care of a bloated captain, at least the man would be fed and satiated.] Let me know if there's anything else you want set out and I'll see what I can dish up.

For now, it's my victory. [He would have saluted the fallen kraken, but it would be tough to do so when he had eaten a fair chunk of it.]

Over this island. Good food makes up for the insult of this place! Ahhh, I'm happy!

Happy to oblige. [Because, let's face it, he's part of the reason you get such good food.]

[Ace leaned back, his mouth open wide as he stared at the ceiling.]

Ahh! Anyway! I'm tired of talking about myself!

Where did my precious chef learn to cook so well!?

I was apprenticed under one of the finest women chefs I've had the pleasure to meet starting a little before I was Sanji's age when he started working under me. She was never a pirate, but she used to cook on a cruise ship before she retired to a life on land. Pushed me hard and made sure I knew how not to waste a scrap of food along with respecting it and the people who prepared it.

Not long before I first went to sea as a ship's cook, she ended up having to close down her restaurant due to an accident in the kitchen which damaged the nerves in her left hand. Had one last sample of her food, and it wasn't quite the same. Started developing my kicking style so I wouldn't add more risk to my hands after that.

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[At that, Ace lowered his head to stare at Zeff.]

Oh. So, that's why you only attack with your legs.

Exactly. Besides, I wouldn't be much of a cook if I didn't have both of my hands.

...Well, to be fair, I like my hands and I'm not a chef. But, I still get it--there's a lot of dexterity you could lose if you got injured a certain way.

[Zeff nods.] Still, pretty difficult for a logia type like you to lose a limb.

Serenes Island Kraken Barbecue

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And here's where I start making up things...

we can erase their memory if there's ever a flashback!!!

INDEED.

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