The day after the cream puff and pancake feast, I was dead tired in the living room.
Perhaps feeling a bit remorseful, Maribelle promised that the maids would do it the next time. New ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄhapters are published on 𝗇𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗅•𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾•𝗇𝖾𝗍
And, realizing how much sugar they were consuming, the girls understand that eating this too often would be bad.
Or rather, it might have been me muttering “you might gain weight if you eat too many sweets”.
After eating lunch, the maids, Maria, and I gathered in the kitchen to try out dishes made of the Milqueen’s milk while making sure not to wake up Etoile, Haruka, and Flora.
The babies were still at that phase where they sleep for hours after being breastfed, so it couldn’t be helped.
Drinking milk and sleeping is the babies job right now.
I’ve used milk in cream stews in the past, but I have a feeling the taste would elevate remarkably by just replacing it with Milqueen milk.
「First, I’ll make a lot of cream stew for dinner. I think the rest would be great in a gratin.」
When I spoke, Akane interjected with a request of her own.
「No, french toast won’t do for dinner. You can have it for breakfast if you really want it, but nothing sweet for dinner.」
「Can’t you just make it as dessert?」
「No, it’s too heavy for dessert after dinner.」
「Hrrrr, fine. I’ll be patient as long as I can have it for my afternoon snack.」
「So it’s already decided that french toast would be made. Haa, okay I get it. Just know that I won’t make that many.」
「Okay! I’ll leave it to you then!」
Akane said that and exited the kitchen.
「Akane-sama, Akane-sama, is french toast tasty nya?」
「Yeah, it’s sweet and tasty.」
「Yay! I’m excited for snack time!」
Akane and Lulu-chan’s voices faded away as they moved farther away from the kitchen.
「Okay, let’s get back on track and begin cooking.」
「I’ll peel the potatoes.」
「What meat will we use?」
「Let’s go with chicken.」
We began divvying up the workload.
I was in charge of the bechamel. The amount of sauce we’re making would have been hard for the maids to stir.
For the gratin, we’re making the standard macaroni au gratin.
The macaroni was made by preparing the accurate amounts of its measurements and then using alchemy to transmute it in one go.
The maids could have kneaded the pasta from scratch, but we’re cutting corners this time.
(French toast, huh…… I think it would taste better with some ice cream on top.)
Sine Akane requested french toast, it made me want to have some too.
I left the work to Maria and the maids, and I retrieved the ingredients I need to make ice cream, transmuted it in search of the best recipe.
I tasted tested several samples made by altering the ratios of ingredients.
(Mhm, I much sweetness.)
With the ratio of eggs, milk, fresh cream, and sugar decided, now it was time to make a big batch.
From here on, I’ll use both magic and manual labor to make it.
If I remember correctly, ice cream needed to churn as it freezes, so I made attempts using this shallow knowledge.
The cream stew was done, and while it was heavy for an afternoon snack, the macaroni au gratin would also be done once it’s baked in the oven.
I mixed together milk, butter, eggs, and sugar, then I cut up and soaked the bread into the liquid mixture.
「Is it sweets made with bread?」
「Nu uh, I wouldn’t consider it sweets. Well, a dessert is a dessert, but that’s not for me, so I guess it’s breakfast.」
I placed some butter into a frying pan, then fried the bread that has soaked enough of the liquid.
A sweet aroma wafted through the kitchen.
「Ha! Isn’t that another dessert in the end?」
「Too late, Takumi-sama. Maribelle-san now also knows about it.」
When I turned around, Maribelle was standing there, smiling.
「I’m looking forward to it, Master.」
「Ha, haha, it’ll be done soon……」
I dished up the french toast on the many plates lined up.
「Takumi-sama, that is?」
「It’s vanilla ice cream.」
I placed vanilla ice cream over the french toast.
The french toast that Akane requested was greatly received by the women in the Sanctuary. The ice cream was highly praised.
We ate macaroni gratin and french toast topped with ice cream at 3pm, so naturally, dinner was late that day.
Madam Elizabeth aside, why was Madam Lumia eating at our house as if it was the norm?
It’s not like we can say no, I guess.