Summer 1 - Welcome dinner

[kollomods]

[ It's the very first dinner on Norrhamn and the kitchen staff (???) has really gone all out. The counter is covered by a variety of the finest cuisine Sweden has to offer — sandwich cakes of every variety, from the classic salmon and shrimp to ham and horse radish or more modern, vegan varieties with avocado and cherry tomatoes. There's a smaller table set out with strawberry and cream cake, and the traditional spread of seven different types of shortbread cookies. Of course there's coffee and tea by the bucketload, along with other drinks such as elderberry or lingonberry squash. The community center has been decorated for the occasion with bunting and strings of lights leading out into the garden. It's still early summer so the nights are mild and surprisingly bright — the sun has yet to fully set by the time the celebrations kick off. Better get used to the light, it's not getting darker anytime soon. ]

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[oracledriven]

Noel isn't quite as voracious as Dewey, but as his trepidation about this place wears down, he starts getting the same idea about the food. After all, where he comes from, the variety of food available hasn't exactly been exciting, so he's eager to try as many new things as possible. See how people really live when they're not just surviving.

His plate is mostly made up of piles of meats and spreads interspersed with the occasional vegetable. Also the weird "cake that isn't cake" thing, which he's surprisingly into.

More than the towering food on his plate as he sits not far from Noel, it's the fact that Dewey is so young that catches his attention. He lifts an eyebrow, not judgmental but more curious -- that must have been an interesting application.

"What's your favorite?" he asks, gesturing at Dewey's plate, after he's had a chance to inhale various portions on it.

[thefavorite]

Dewey pauses for a moment, taking a deep breath as he considers the question. He appears to be taking it quite seriously, going quiet and reflecting upon what remains on his plate.

"Well, some of it's a little weird... not that I totally mind, but it's different."

Then, he picks up one of the varieties of shortbread and smiles. "This, though? I think this is my favorite."

And while he's perfectly happy to dig back in, he does hesitate a moment, "How about yours?"