"Bite sized pieces," he told Ric, still shooting him a searching look, then
shaking his head and looking back at Elena.
"I don't know what it's called, really. But my grandmother used to make it,
when she could get anyone to let her take over the kitchen." He shrugged,
focusing on the onions and peppers. "She taught me. Guess it stuck with
me."
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Date: 2013-06-30 08:12 pm (UTC)"Bite sized pieces," he told Ric, still shooting him a searching look, then shaking his head and looking back at Elena.
"I don't know what it's called, really. But my grandmother used to make it, when she could get anyone to let her take over the kitchen." He shrugged, focusing on the onions and peppers. "She taught me. Guess it stuck with me."