Desclaimers: Ranma belongs to whomever it belongs and Like Water For
Chocolate belongs to Laura Esquivel.
Chapter One Part One
CHRISTMAS ROLLS
Ingredients:
1 can of sardines
1/2 lb chorizo sausage
1 onion
oregano
1 can of chiles serranos
10 hard rolls
Chop the onion carefully. Be sure it is choped finely. To keep you from
crying, soak the onion in hot water or put some in your head. Crying
while you chop an onion is so annoying; once you start, you can't seem to
stop. You cry and cry till you get tired of it, or your eyes run out of
tears. Maybe it happened to you, but one thing for sure, it had happnen
to me. My mom used to say that it was because I was as sensitive as my
great-great aunt Akane.
Akane was born in the kitchen. She was born crying. My mom told
me that the day she was born, Kasumi, Akane's oldest sister, was choping
onions and she was crying like crazy. Kasumi's tears flowed freely down
her cheeks. And before Doņa Tendo could prevent it, Akane make her
entrance in this world. She was crying so hard that she didn't need the
slap in the bottom like most children do.
After everything settled down, Kasumi cleaned the kitchen. So much
were the tears that Akane had cried out that it flooded the kitchen, and
when it dried up, Kasumi used the salt for cooking. It lasted for a very
long time.
Since Akane was born in such wierd and unusual situarion, she
developed a great love for the kitchen. From that they on, Akane never
left the kitchen. She cried if her mother didn't take her to the
kitchen, and nothing could stop her crying if she was not taken there.
This frustrated Doņa Tendo a lot, so Kasumi offered to help her with
Akane.
Thus this, Akane was raised with rose tea and thin corn gruels,
since her mother's milk dried up with the shock that her father died of a
heart attack. From there on, Akane's kingdom was the kitchen. So much
she had spent time in there that she developed a sixth sense about
everything that concerned about food. She knew when Kasumi was cooking
Christmas Rolls, the could recognize the smell of all the fishes, laughed
when she smelled the rose tea and the corn gruel, and cried with Kasumi
when she was chopping onions. Naturally, Akane and Kasumi became
intimate friends. Kasumi thought her all she knew about cooking,which
she knew better than anyone. Kasumi knew a lot-and much more that you'll
find out later-about food. She thought Akane what to mix to get a better
flavor, how to roast a chicken and still keep the meat juicy and soft,
how to cut this and that to get the best of it, she taught Akane
everything.
The whole kitchen was Akane's realm. It was hers and no one
else's. She played in the kitchen with knives, forks, water, the food,
and even the fire. Her world was so different from her other two sister,
Nabiki and Ukyou. To them, the kitchen was the most dangerous place in
the world.
Once, Akane tried to teach them how to make the water "dance" in
the griddle. Akane sang and shook her hands so the water dropped on the
griddle and then evaporate. Nabiki joined with enthusiasm while Ukyou
was playing chicken in the corner. She tried to join, but she didn't
moisten her hands enough for the water to fall on the griddle. Akane
brought her hands closer,b ut Ukyou resisted. Giving up, Akane let go of
her hands. The instant was so unexpected that Ukyou's hands fell on the
griddle. That night, Akane was punished severely by her mother. She was
spanked terribly and was forbidden to play with her sisters in the
kitchen. This occured, Kasumi became Akane's only companion who could
understand her and the food. Kasumi and Akane made the water "dance" and
made animals out of the chorizo sausage.
Tita was happy, but distiny saved a bitter and stony path for her
to walk.
***Anything is accepted. Please, I know this is unusal, but it is a
fanfic and anything can happen!! Imagination is what counts, ne??
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