Double boiler.

Our pots and pans are wonderful. Now we have our knives back again too. I've made cannelli bean mash and a curry of chick pea and vegetables. I get ideas sometimes *waves to Lyria* about writing up recipes. IT seems that I'm always teaching someone how to cook. Trouble has been a good apprentice. And over the years of teaching people to cook I've noticed how strongly a person's character affects their cooking - their flaws, their strengths. Trouble for example is one of the first people of Polly able to cook Japanese food - which requires precision and restraint and a certain... judgement. Francis is one of the few who can bake. Baking not an art, but a science, or so she claimed, back when she was a young girl and not the triple-gendered avatar with a cult of brown-frocked gardener-philosopher-priests at ZIR beck and call. But I digress.
I was Nursie to her Juliet, so I'm allowed to take liberties.
Or seem to be. I won't know until I hit the orange button.

Mannie