Gabriel smiled. "Well, we'll both have a bit of a learning curve then," he said. "For now, how about we stick with something simple; breakfast. Thankfully prepared by Malia and not me."
He got to his feet with a bit of effort, then once again offered Garfield a hand up. "As talented as I am with a needle and thread, I'm not nearly so skilled with a skillet and saucepan. I made pancakes for your mother once, not long after we were married; she took one bite, then made me promise to never do it again."
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Date: 2025-05-11 07:23 am (UTC)He got to his feet with a bit of effort, then once again offered Garfield a hand up. "As talented as I am with a needle and thread, I'm not nearly so skilled with a skillet and saucepan. I made pancakes for your mother once, not long after we were married; she took one bite, then made me promise to never do it again."