53-Winning

Lola - on Sunday the 30th

These three weeks at the Villa have been fantastic despite the reason for being here. Gio even let me cook last night. I had to be extra convincing, though, reminding him he let Damien cook.

“So a Guard gets to defile your kitchen, but I can’t?” I pout, being sarcastic.

“You, Miss Lola, are asking for it,” Gio shakes his head.

“Yes, I am. I’m asking to cook.”

Grinning, Gio smacked my behind for being a brat. But I won in the end. I made Carne Guisada meat pies with charro beans, rice, and bacon-wrapped chorizo-stuffed jalapenos. And a Flan for dessert.

I am famous for this meal, and Gio listened intently while I shared my recipe. I even showed him a technique for not using toothpicks on the bacon. I’m sure he knows how to do this himself but still humored me, even taking notes.

“This looks like an excellent comfort food addition to my menu.”

“Your Welcome, Gio,” I wink, “And thanks for letting me cook,” I say, nibbling on a jalapeno popper.

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