They say the finest ingredients often call for the simplest cooking methods, but for ingredients that aren't so fine, the cooking methods might be... even simpler than people imagine.
Take Sir Gawain's hand-mashed potatoes, for example.
After two busy hours, Chef Gawain began making dinner for his "diners."
Mash several dozen raw potatoes by hand, bring a large pot of water to a boil, cook the raw mash in it, then scoop it out and drain it. Sprinkle with fine salt while hot and mix well. With that, Sir Gawain's homemade "traditional British mashed potatoes" were ready to eat.
Gawain had thoroughly satisfied his urge to cook, but things weren't looking quite so pleasant on Sovell's side.
Five pairs of eyes, including those of Mordred, whom he had just fished out of the Greater Grail, were now fixed on Sovell, seemingly accusing him of failing to keep an eye on Gawain.
Yes, Mordred had lost.
Shishigou's Three Command Spells had indeed done exactly what they were supposed to.
But against an opponent who was already slightly stronger than her, with a larger Spirit Origin to boot, that tiny gap had ultimately made all the difference.
Incidentally, Sovell had already healed the gravely injured Jack the Ripper. But after learning that her first meal upon waking would be personally prepared by a certain mashed potato big brother, she didn't look particularly happy either.
"Hmm... don't look so down, ladies. Try looking on the bright side. At least once we get through this meal, we'll have successfully lowered the limits of what our taste buds can tolerate again, right?"
Unfortunately, none of the five ladies standing beside Sovell were easy to fool. (Note 1)
Facing looks that suggested they could eat him alive, Sovell said helplessly:
"All right, I'll keep an