Posted by Civilian Revna Freya McKenzie (Diplomatic Attache) in A Meal, A Hearth, A Home

Posted by James Sinclair in A Meal, A Hearth, A Home

Posted by Civilian Revna Freya McKenzie (Diplomatic Attache) in A Meal, A Hearth, A Home
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Mike looked at her quizzically. “Date four? Why, my dear Mrs. McKenzie… we are married. Married is one date. So I’m sorry, but you have another seven lifetimes with me before your dates are fulfilled… and you’re keeping the dress.” and he winked at her.

Mike ‘You Don’t Get Away That Easily’ McKenzie

Revna walked into the closet hanging the dress up carefully, way in the back. That was not going with her. She came back out and grinned at him. “Okay two things. First why do you need to borrow one of my dresses and two do I need to remind you of my vows, Husband?” Revna slid into his arms, all the love she felt for him in her eyes and the whisper of her voice. “Have you forgotten them and the fact I meant them with every fiber of my being, beat of my heart and every breath I take already? Every lifetime, every reality I will find you and choose you. You are everything to me.”

Revna ‘I said EVERY Lifetime’ McKenzie

“I better be. Because you are my everything and I honestly don’t know how I lived without you. Not as well as now, that’s for certain.” and he kissed her and then leaned back and stretched. “Did you say something about food? Because one, I’m starving. And two, the idea of you cooking in nothing but an apron is AWESOME.” and he laughed.

Mike ‘I Will Always Sing For You’ McKenzie

“I did say something about food. And I’m going to cook, but you,” she poked his chest playfully, “Are not off the hook. I still want to know why you need one of my dresses.” She kissed him and got up moving into the kitchen. The whine of the replicator could be briefly heard. An aquamarine apron appeared and Revna slipped it over head and tied it off at the small of her back.

“Computer play Revna 5” Music began to play in the kitchen and she sang along while she worked. Revna walked into the kitchen and over to the grill, she lifted the lid and watched as the burners on the grill turned on and then closed the lid allowing the grill to heat up. Not how she preferred to grill, but she wasn’t allowed to have a real bonfire in the middle of her living room. She washed and scrubbed two baking potatoes, punctured them with the tines of a fork, and then coated them in buttered olive oil and Himalayan sea salt. She wrapped them in foil and quickly placed them on the grill. Next she took out 2 prime ribeyes, beautifully marbled and a nice strip of white along the top. Revna created a savory rub of smoked paprika, dark brown sugar, onion and garlic powders, oregano, and coriander for a bit of citrus to the flavor. She worked the rub into the steaks and then set them aside to absorb the rub. She disappeared into the bedroom, and returned with an emerald green, velvet covered box. She opened it and took out two hand shaped banded onyx goblets. She set them inside the ice box to chill. She pulled a bottle of Dansk Mjod GI. Mead out of the wine drawer It was from Denmark, it was a metheglin, or spiced mead, made with Ginger and Hops. Big notes of ginger on the nose. On the palate, ginger meets honey with a dryish-hoppy finish - very warming.

Revna lifted the lid and placed both steaks on the grill, closing the lid, she watched the timer and after two minutes she flipped them, getting a nice even sear on both sides. She flipped them again, 2 times each over the next 7 minutes, and then removed them from the grill and let them set and breathe. Another two minutes and she removed the potatoes, turned off the heat and then plated everything, and set it on the table. She smiled as the next piece began to play. She walked back down the hallway and stood in the door way, breathing him in, and began to sing to him.

Water towers are made for hearts and names
Friday nights are made for football games
Fallin’ leaves are made for fallin’ in
Front porch steps are made for goodnight kissin’
And I was made for you, yeah I was made for you

Summer jobs are made for spendin’ cash
Second dates are made for goin’ fast
Early curfews are made for sneakin’ past
Two AM was made for pissed off dads
And I was made for you, yeah I was made for you

Oh like a ship without a sea
Or a song without a melody
I don’t know where I’d be or what I’d do
‘Cause I was made for you

Smoky bars are made for “How ‘bout a dance?”
Open roads are made for holdin’ hands and
Laid back seats are made for young love
Two pink lines are made for growin’ up
And I was made for you, yeah I was made for you

Like a ship without a sea
Or a song without a melody
I don’t know where I’d be or what I’d do
‘Cause I was made for you

Tiny shoes are made for tiny feet
My two arms are made for where you sleep
Sky was made for the moon and stars
You were made to steal my heart
And I was made for you, yeah I was made for you*

Revna ‘You Gave Me Back Music’ McKenzie (with special thanks to Jake Owen)

Mike lay in bed, hands behind his head and watched her in the doorway. He smiled as her voice filled the room and filled him. When she had finished, he looked at her and said “New plan. You sing. I’ll diplomat.” and he looked at the apron over her skin and smiled even more. “You know you are spoiling me, right?” and he grinned and patted the bed next to him…

Mike ‘Let Dinner Get Cold’ McKenzie

Revna walked over and sat down on the edge of the bed next to him. “You keep saying that but I don’t see you running to talk to the ambassador.” She grinned, teasing. She glanced down at the apron and shrugged, “Wife’s prerogative, I can spoil you if I want too.” She leaned over, resting against his chest while she kissed him. Then she stood up, tugging his hand, pulling him out of the bedroom, down the hallway and towards the table, her eyes never leaving his. “You have to at least try it. And if we actually make it through a whole meal, I’ll put the whole princess getup on for you. And you can see if you can explode my lungs.” She went into the kitchen taking the goblets and mead to the table, handing Mike the bottle to open and pour.

Revna ‘Do We Have A Deal?’ McKenzie

“Now thats a deal, wife of mine.” Mike said as he opened and poured with an efficiency bourne of practice. “Do I have to use a fork? It will really slow me down…” and he looked at her and grinned, his eyes roaming over the parts of her the apron didn’t cover. “My god, woman… How did no one ever scoop you up and take you away? You are the single most incredible looking, smelling, tasting, touching, hearing thing is all of creation! And that apron is a good look…” and his eyes widened and he looked at her and grinned and said “Apron Strings and Heart Aches… that’s the name of my next song for you.” and winked as he pulled out her chair. “Wife…” and he gestured to the chair.

Mike ‘She Really Is Only Wearing The Apron… Wow’ McKenzie