Making Up for Lost Time by Karin Kallmaker

Author:Karin Kallmaker [Kallmaker, Karin]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Mystery & Detective, Fiction, Women Sleuths, Lesbian, Romance, Fantasy
ISBN: 9781931513616
Google: 5Ws6PgAACAAJ
Amazon: 1931513619
Publisher: Bella Books
Published: 1998-01-02T00:00:00+00:00

“You’re folding the egg whites, not beating them into submission. Be gentle.” Jamie was almost at the end of her rope. Val really wasn’t a stupid person, but her lack of patience with cooking steps was wearing Jamie ragged.

“Why does it matter?”

“Your goal is to keep as much air as possible in the egg whites. No air equals a flat soufflé. If I wanted a flat soufflé I’d make an omelet.”

Val stared down at the bowl as if it contained poison. “I don’t get why it’s called folding.”

“I don’t know why it’s called folding,” Jamie said. Honestly, Val was like a four-year-old. “Why is grout called grout?”

“It’s from grut, an Old English—”

“Forget I asked,” Jamie snapped. “You fold like this. Scoop down the side of the bowl, lift the mixture, then carry it to the other side of the bowl, lower it in, then back to the other side of the bowl to lift again. It’s like…like folding towels.”

“Right.” Val looked confused, but she took the bowl back and copied Jamie’s motions relatively well.

“That’s right. Just go slow and be gentle. Think airy thoughts.” Jamie sped back to processing nuts for vegetarian mincemeat. Thanksgiving was three days away—two, really, since it was late Monday evening—and no vacation for her. Dar’s suggestion that she take orders for pies and meals had proven lucrative, but there were not enough hours in the day. She’d forgotten that Thanksgiving week always brought extra tourists, so dining room traffic was up. Then she had all the extra pies and meals to make for Thanksgiving itself. There just wasn’t time to show Val the finer points of cooking.

The dining room was mostly empty by now, and Dar poked her head in. “I’m off, Jamie. Tips were good today. And folks really liked the cranberry cake.”

“Dar, you’re a jewel,” Jamie said. “Thanks for working the extra hours. Can you make it back early in the morning?”

“Sure, but I can’t Wednesday morning. And I’d like to get home Wednesday night reasonable like. Have my own turkey to make, you know. But my niece is visiting, and she’d jump to make some extra cash. Can I bring her by Tuesday for dinner rush? You remember her. Nancy? She’d only want minimum plus tips.”

“Sure I do. That would be great. All this extra work means I can pay for some extra help. You were working way too hard tonight, too.”

“It’s nice for a change,” Dar said. But it was clear to Jamie that Dar was tired.

“You’re lucky to have her,” Val said after Dar had left.

“Don’t I know it.”

“I think these are mixed,” Val said. “I thought about balloons and clouds all the time I stirred.”

Jamie found herself smiling helplessly. She could be so annoyed with Val, then find herself responding to Val’s undeniable charm. But she swore she wouldn’t succumb to it. Dar already had. Liesel had. Jacob had.

All the lesbians in town had as well. It seemed like every gay woman Jamie knew had been in and visited. Several of the craftswomen had volunteered to lend a hand if Val needed it.

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