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Undómë · 04-05-2006, 03:31 AM

Meghan

‘Yes, please join us!’ Meghan scooted to one side and nodded for the woman to crouch down next to her. ‘Incana . . . right? I like the sound of your name.’ she passed one of the bowls to the women and showed her where the oats were. ‘Seems like he,’ she glanced over to where Brand was forming his dough into thin cakes, ‘makes his different than what I’m used to.’ She held out one of her own uncooked patties. It was thicker than Brand’s and had a peppering of herbs kneaded into it. ‘This is how my family has always made them. It will be interesting to see what you do.'

The three worked in a comfortable silence for a while; the pat-pat sound of the dough as they slapped it back and forth from hand to hand the only sound among the trio.

‘I remember learning to do this with my Grandma Ada when I was just a little girl.’ Meghan’s voice broke the silence as she laid her finished oatcakes in the pan over the fire.

‘She learned to make them from her Grandma, too. And she was very particular that we put a little pinch of thyme in it. Not just any thyme, either, but lemon thyme. She said her Grandma Gerdë insisted on it. She had a twin brother, Grandma Gerdë did. Name of Garan. He liked the lemony taste and so she always put it in her oat cakes . . . to remember him by.’

Meghan reached up and pushed and escaping lock of hair out of her face with the back of her arm. ‘Not that he was dead or anything like that. But he crossed the river one summer, saying he was going up north a bit to take his goats to newer pastures. And he didn’t come back. Nearly broke Grandma Gerdë’s heart . . . or so Grandma Ada said.’

She shrugged her shoulders. ‘I guess he did send a message back to the family once . . . with a Ranger who was going east. It seems that my long gone Uncle Garan met some woman, Eolyn, from another village and married her and stayed there with her. Meghan laughed as a sudden thought struck her.

‘You know . . . I must have an odd cousin or two somewhere out there that I’ve never met! Isn't that funny!’

04-05-2006, 03:31 AM	#276
Undómë Shade of Carn Dûm Join Date: Mar 2005 Posts: 400	*Meghan* ‘Yes, please join us!’ Meghan scooted to one side and nodded for the woman to crouch down next to her. ‘Incana . . . right? I like the sound of your name.’ she passed one of the bowls to the women and showed her where the oats were. ‘Seems like he,’ she glanced over to where Brand was forming his dough into thin cakes, ‘makes his different than what I’m used to.’ She held out one of her own uncooked patties. It was thicker than Brand’s and had a peppering of herbs kneaded into it. ‘This is how my family has always made them. It will be interesting to see what you do.' The three worked in a comfortable silence for a while; the pat-pat sound of the dough as they slapped it back and forth from hand to hand the only sound among the trio. ‘I remember learning to do this with my Grandma Ada when I was just a little girl.’ Meghan’s voice broke the silence as she laid her finished oatcakes in the pan over the fire. ‘She learned to make them from her Grandma, too. And she was very particular that we put a little pinch of thyme in it. Not just any thyme, either, but lemon thyme. She said her Grandma Gerdë insisted on it. She had a twin brother, Grandma Gerdë did. Name of Garan. He liked the lemony taste and so she always put it in her oat cakes . . . to remember him by.’ Meghan reached up and pushed and escaping lock of hair out of her face with the back of her arm. ‘Not that he was dead or anything like that. But he crossed the river one summer, saying he was going up north a bit to take his goats to newer pastures. And he didn’t come back. Nearly broke Grandma Gerdë’s heart . . . or so Grandma Ada said.’ She shrugged her shoulders. ‘I guess he did send a message back to the family once . . . with a Ranger who was going east. It seems that my long gone Uncle Garan met some woman, Eolyn, from another village and married her and stayed there with her. Meghan laughed as a sudden thought struck her. ‘You know . . . I must have an odd cousin or two somewhere out there that I’ve never met! Isn't that funny!’ Last edited by Undómë; 04-06-2006 at 03:56 AM.