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mitchellatrest · 8 years ago

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Saturday Chats - Josh & Mitchell

When: 2/25/2017, evening

Where: The SpoonRest, Tahoe City, CA

What: A discussion between Mentor and Mentee

Mitchell looked at the fire in the lounge, watching the flames for a moment before flicking his eyes to the clock on the wall. Five pm and all was quiet, the two bookings off on their own. He'd had Josh in the kitchen most of the morning, prepping on this and that. And then had walked him through the process of menu setting and the order sheets he kept. Running the business was more than just the food after all. He sighed. "Josh? Do come sit down. There's nothing more to do today," he said with a flourish of his hand, moving towards the bar cart and plucking a bottle of red and a glass, moving to open and pour. "Care for a splash? No institute here to say no," he asked when his charge entered the room.

Josh had enjoyed all the movement of the morning, setting ready the menu along with Mitchell and now, he was finishing to set the containers in the fridge when he heard the professor calling him over. With his usual bright smile he untied his apron and set it aside before joining his boss in the lounge. “After the two very busy weekends we had, this one seems oddly calmed,” he said as he sat down and nodded at the offer “Yes, please. I think just one drink would be nice.”

Mitchell flashed the young man a smile, pouring out a second glass and handing it over as he circled around. "Excellent choice. A little blend I keep just for the easy drinking. Nothing fancy, but it's tasty." He settled into a chair, holding up his glass in salute. "Here's to us, Josh. We survived the last few weeks. Now, we do maintenance till the next holiday," he said with a teasing smile. A slow sip and a sigh, he let his eyes close for a few moments, basking in the warmth of the fire, the wine, and the company. "So how do you find it, working here under my unflinching thumb?"

Josh accepted the glass with a courteous nod and tipped his glass at the salute. He smelled the wine before taking a small sip. He smiled brighter at the professor when he explained “Is it floral or frutal?” he asked curiously since he was aware that Mitchell had an extensive knowledge about wines. “Is the next holiday spring break or is it calmer by then? I heard there will be a trip for everyone at Mousai for that week.” Josh took another small sip before answering “In all honestly, I’m loving it, but I did not think it would be so tiring,” he answered bashfully “But I am learning so much that is more than worth it.”

Mitchell gave an approving hum, flashing him a grin. "Fruit forward, most definitely. Notice how the sugars just sit on the front of your tongue a bit?" He swirled the glass slowly, humming. "The next big national holiday is absolutely Memorial day. But we've some bookings in late April that will start the summer season: spring break is exactly it." He arched an eyebrow and grinned. "There should be, if I remember correctly. We'll see if I'm able to go." He laughed, shaking his head and reaching up to loosen his tie. He'd reached the end of what he planned to do today anyway. "I'm very glad that you're enjoying it and that you're seeing it's a bit of a gut punch," he replied, a little smile flickering across his lips. "Now that is music to my ears. I hope it's not skewering your social life?"

Josh smiled and took another sip to try to notice the flavor as Mitchell had said “That is true, I can taste it now you mentioned it and I paid more attention.” The mention of the holiday had him slapping his forehead “That is true! I need to refamiliarize with our holidays here. I had spent too much time focused on other holidays than my brain only remembers the ones we have in common here and in Mexico,” he explained with an apologetic smile. “That means we will have a lot of work again soon,” he considered the idea with an excited demeanor. “If you need me to stay and help here, I have no problem with doing so,” Josh offered seriously. He nodded and grinned and the comment from the professor “I like challenges. It’s a great way to test my limits and set new goals for me and how to work for them.” A small blush spread on his face at the mention of his social life, his thoughts going immediately to two very attractive photographers. “No, not at all. I am not a very social person, and I still have time to spend it with friends.”

Mitchell laughed lightly. "Unless you want to go into professional wine tasting, the grid is useless. And too formulaic for my mind." He could hear his friend in New York calling him a philistine from here. Josh's reaction made him smile and he shifted his glance, watching the young man with kind eyes. "Ah yes, I'd grab a calendar. And familiarize yourself. Or look at the one I've got in the office. It shows booking too." He arched an eyebrow and shook his head. "You're asking to work more? How insane is that Josh! But if you want to see what goes into some Guinness Stew, we'll be doing that and mash for St. Patrick's." He laughed, shaking his head and stretching out into a luxurious sprawl in his chair. "Oh you might not be social, but you are definitely enjoying someone's society. Or has the wine gone to your face already?" he teased, pointing at the young man.

Josh smiled and shook his head “I don’t really think I would be good at wine tasting,” he said honestly. “I’m going to do that, I really need to remember the important dates here,” he agreed “I will certainly check the one you have, it will give me a better idea of how I’ll handle the holidays here. Is not that I’m asking to work more. I’m offering my help for a busy season,” he finished with a bright smile. When Mitchell called him out on the blush in his face he closed his eyes and let his head hang down slightly, feeling caught. After a small silence, he looked up again to answer “Is not the wine,” he smiled. “I’m just trying to make friend and get to know some people better,” he confessed simply.

Mitchell chuckled and shrugged. "It's a skill I never cultivated. I like tasting what I like, and matching it with food. But I don't believe in the rigors. I've friends that do." He laughed, thinking of his friend back in Manhattan before focusing back on Josh. He nodded slowly, listening as the younger man talked about the holidays and the rush. He hummed. "Well then, who am I to turn down such an energetic young pupil and protégé? Or the help. Heaven know's I like the extra competent hands." He smiled and shook his head, sitting forward and leveling him a careful glance. "Josh, that is utterly nothing to fret over. Enjoy it. Revel in the attention. Or the affection. Or the physical altercations. Whatever gets you there." He flashed the man a quick wink. "I know I enjoy those diversions."

Josh nodded “I suppose it’s even more impressive to make the wine match the food and it sounds more accurate for the business you settled here.” He wasn’t expecting the professor’s words, and even les to know he considered him his protégé “I certainly appreciate all the faith you have in me and my abilities. I would be more than glad to stay and help as much as possible. And I must say is not completely selfless. I am learning a lot. There’s no better reward than that,” he smiled. Josh sighed and offered a shy smile “I know. It’s just that I don’t want to get too distracted.” The blush caused him to blush once more “I suppose we all do. Things are just not as simple as I would hope for them to be.”

Mitchell chuckled and nodded, swirling his glass and catching the light from the lamps in the liquid. "It's a skill, to be sure. Goes into anything tasting really. I tend to prefer cocktails." He watched Josh, tilting his head and keying onto the excitement and honesty in the student's voice. He smiled, ducking his head a bit bashfully. He rather liked when people had this much enjoyment from the work, so it was refreshing to know he wasn't wrong. "So long as you don't mind being challenged, I'm happy to keep pushing you." He nodded and winked again, pulling an ottoman from under his chair and kicked it into place gently, stretching out and giving a little laugh. "Simple? Oh my dear boy, it's never simple. Run with it I suppose. Though I'm hardly one to emulate." He shrugged and smiled. "Hardly one..."

Josh nodded “I think I have a lot to learn about that. I’m not that good with cocktails, or drinks in a different setting that is not merely recreational.” Josh was glad to see Mitchell seemed glad to accept his offer to work during the spring break since he wasn0t really looking forward to join the trip he hard was on the planning for all the students. “I’m not afraid to be challenged. How else will I push myself to be better if not that way,” he agreed. Josh placed the glass on the coffee table and sat back, taking a deep breath “I know things aren’t simple, but I think I had enough of complicated. I wanted something different this time, but I suppose I’m looking in the wrong place and perhaps this isn’t the best time for me either.”

Mitchell grinned lightly and shrugged. "To be honest, most chefs have a beverage manager of somm to handle that side of things. But others like that aspect as well." He nodded, giving him a careful glance and smiling, enjoying his spirit and his drive as much as his smile. "Then I'll be more than happy of the help. Maybe we can let you set the entree for dinner that week?" he said with a teasing little smile. It was time for him to start working on that aspect of things as well, at least in Mitchell's mind. "Hm. I can understand that feeling. Sort of. Complicated is always best left to the side. Do you feel like it's detracting from your work here? This...complicated entanglement."

Josh hummed and considered he idea for a moment “I shall pay attention to my classmates then, perhaps I could find a good beverage manager among them.” Josh’s practically beamed at the suggestion “Would you really trust me with the menu for the week?” the exciting pouring from him to the point he was sitting at the edge of the couch now. Josh nodded, thankful that Mitchell seemed to understand sometimes complicated wasn’t fun or meant things were worth to fight for. He shook his head to the question “No, not at the moment. But I’m not sure how it will be once midterms and finals get closer. I don’t mind focusing on my internship and my classes, but I’m not sure how they would take it.”

Mitchell hummed, downing the last of his wine slowly and letting it sit on his tongue. He flashed the young man a pleased smile and nodded. "Not a bad idea at all. One of those culinary miscreants might be best at that." He laughed and shook his head at the excitement, giving a dramatic little shake of his empty glass. "I think it's something to think about. Look at some breakfasts to put in place and a Friday night dinner. Start thinking on it, yes? So that we can make the necessary purchases." He shrugged at the latter part, Josh's statement sounding very similar to one he made some time ago. "Ah...yes well. It's a value statement, isn't it? What you want. If they don't respect that?" He shrugged again. "Well those things are best left on the side of the road."

Josh chuckled “now that you put it like that, I have a couple of options already.” This was a great opportunity and Josh was decided to make the best out of it, so he nodded as he started to run some ideas in his head of what could work better. “I will do so! I can settle menu options for Thursday for you to check them, if that’s okay.” Josh took a deep breath and nibbled at his lip as he usually did when he was confused or nervous. “Is not that I don’t think they won’t respect it. I think they might feel I’m pushing them away or that this is just a game for me. To get their attention, and it’s not.” Josh kept quiet for a moment. “What would you suggest? Should I stop seeing them altogether and focus on what’ matters the most to me, or should I try and explain them the situation?”

Mitchell laughed, shaking his head and reaching for the bottle. "There's always a few, even in places like this without anything near an alcohol program." He snickered, watching the young man, listening as he could practically hear the gears turning in Josh's head. "Absolutely. I'm happy to listen and offer suggestions as best that I can. Use what we have here as well. Let's not double order anything eh?" He tilted his head and listened, pausing as he poured another glass before pursing his lips in thought. "That's a new one on me, Josh. Why would they think it's a game? Or you pushing away?" He shrugged and made a little frown, tapping his glass. "Honestly? I'd figure out what matters most, absolutely. Once you have that, you approach the person different, I believe. If it's more than one person that is." He paused. "I can be more specific, if I know some personality details, my dear."

Josh smiled “I might ask for your opinion once I’ve decided on the candidates,” he said solemnly. “Of course, I’ll make sure to check the refrigerators before looking for ideas,” he assured. One of the main things Josh had learned at home was to never waste any food. Josh felt a rush of blood coloring his cheeks again when he realized what he had said “I don’t know.” He chewed on his lower lip for a moment, considering the professor’s words while he decided if he could say more without getting anyone in troubles. “The most important thing for me right now are my studies. But that doesn’t mean I wouldn’t want to have someone to share all this experience with,” he paused and sighed. “It is more than one person. I have been seeing two guys, neither of them know there is someone else, and one of them doesn’t seem to care, but the other seems to want to be more serious about this. For me is a casual thing because I don’t think I’m ready nor have the time for something more than just hang out for now.” Josh couldn’t believe he was telling that to his boss, but he didn’t really regret it. It was just then when he realized he had needed to talk about it to feel the weight lifted off his shoulders.

Mitchell smiled and nodded. "You're always entitled to it, that I promise." He watched the young man go through the elation and thinking and then the blush. He held out the bottle, glass in his other hand. "Top off darling, you look conflicted. Wine helps with that." He let his face fall neutral, his gaze thoughtful as the young man spoke, laying out his thoughts and wants. He hummed lightly, and nodded. "I'd never begrudge anyone a bit of solace, someone to share with. So let's start with that being perfectly healthy and damn good." He nodded and motioned with his glass. "But you can share without it being exclusive. Frankly, I'm impressed you've got two boys wrapped around your fingers. And I applaud you knowing that it's what you want, and all you can handle right now." He chuckled. "If one of them wants more...then maybe it's the one that gets it that should get more of you?" He shrugged and sipped his wine. "Though you should really not pay any sort of attention to my advice there."

Josh nodded with a thankful smile “I certainly appreciate it, Mitchell, thank you.” Josh picked up his glass and accepted the refill. He drank a small sip as he listened carefully to what the older man had to say. A small nod followed the first statement “That’s what I thought at first. To spend time with them without making anything exclusive.” The second statement caused him to blush harder, even more when he well knew they weren’t exactly just two young students as Mitchell made it sound, but he chose not to correct him. “I am not sure I’m ready for more and I told him that. He said he understood, but I did notice a change after we talked. I didn’t want to make him feel rejected, but I know I can’t get more involved now.” Josh let out a small sigh “I appreciate the advice. I haven’t talked to anyone about this, and I hadn’t realized how much I needed to let it out.”

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Mitchell gave him a roguish wink. "Here I am, the terror of the administration. Providing drink and romantic advice." He snorted lightly. "I've never understood what precisely motivates some people to think that they get a monopoly of their partner's time. You can work as a unit and still be two very independent soul. I mean, really, I'll need separate bedrooms should I ever decide to settle down. My own Victorian ideal." He snorted lightly, smiling at the blush. "Oh so it's a good couple of boys then. Further impressed." He chuckled under his breath and nodded. "I'm happy to listen, anytime. And Josh? Honestly? It sounds like you did the right thing for you." He raised his glass in approval and sipped slowly. It sounded like one of Josh's suitors was...well Mitchell would have to reserve judgment.

Josh let out a small laugh “If you’re as good adviser as you are a successful administrator, I think I will be more than fine after this conversation,” said Josh with a smile as he took another sip form his glass of wine. He listened carefully, considering what would he do if he found himself in that kind of monopolizing relationship. Another soft laugh escaped his lips at the mention of separate bedrooms “I certainly hope you find someone who understand your schedules so you don’t have to resource to that. It could totally ruin the possibility for cuddles and late night talks. If you’re interested in those, if not, then it might work perfectly,” he ended with a smile. “I think they both are good and very mature men,” he said with a cautious tone. “May I ask why are you impressed about it?” Josh felt slightly proud to hear Mitchel approved his decision, it made him feel he had done the right things and until this moment he hadn’t found someone he thought he could rely on to ask for advices or talk about his decisions “Thank you, Mitchell. It helps to hear someone else thinks I did the right thing.”

Mitchell smirked and preened just a bit under the young man's praise. "Then I will have done my job as well as I could have hoped." He chuckled, shaking his head and motioning with his glass. "It's not just about schedules. It's about having a place to be alone with one's self. I find that a necessary withdraw every so often. Though I do rather like the late night chats. And the back rubs I get when there's a warm body in my bed." He flashed a little grin. Mature men? Well that was an interesting statement, to be sure. "Because you're going after things you want. I find too few people actually do that." He shrugged again, his smile turning a little lecherous. "That and the fact that I'm all about having options in one's entanglements."

Josh nodded and offered a smile “I am sure you will.” Josh considered the man’s words and he realized he agreed. That was perhaps one of the many reasons why his past relationships hadn’t work. He certainly enjoyed the solitude from time to time. He relished in having time of his own to think and reflection on memories or future’s plans. “I do see the appeal on having time for one’s self. I must admit I haven’t gotten the chance to enjoy the comfort of sharing my bed with someone like that yet, but that makes it even more alluring” he confessed with a small blush. The blush didn’t vanish when the professor expressed his reason to be impressed in Josh’s decisions “I suppose few people believe they can have what they want if the work hard for it,” said the boy with a shy smile. “Well, I must admit this is the first time I find myself in a situation like this and I am still struggling to find a way to handle it.”

Mitchell grinned. "You've already much of my approval, Josh. No need for flattery," he teased with another wink. He nodded as his pupil's look and thoughts, a soft little smile flickering across his lips. He liked these moments of discovery. "I think it's necessary. Relationships are about compromise, but not whole sale change. You complement each other. Or should." He flashed another lecherous grin. "Oh ho, have you not? My my, but I do hope you jump on that eventually. And I do mean that literally." He gave a laugh, a bit more open and bawdy than he usually did, relishing the flush across his cheeks. He snorted out of amusement. Handle indeed. "That one is up to you, my dear. Depends how involved and how handled you want to be."

Josh shook his head with a smile “It’s not flattery, is honesty,” he assured as he drank some more wine, feeling more relaxed and certainly enjoying this time of getting to talk to the professor in a less formal setting. “I agree, unfortunately it is not as easy to find someone to make it work with. I suppose things happen at the right time,” said Josh with a soft shrug. The grin and the tone caused him to look away and smile “That won’t be an easy task here. I have a very particular roommate. Bringing someone to my room is not an option at all. And I doubt is an option for anyone living on campus,” the blush on his face feeling quite permanent now. “Right now, I think going at this pace works. Neither of them is demanding more time or attention and I have my hands full to even think of ask them for more time.”

Mitchell laughed merrily, enjoying the back and forth he was sharing with Josh. The young man was excellent company and was more than good conversation. Plus, it was nice to have that injection of youth into his atmosphere. "You are all too true in that part my friend. It's a search, isn't it?" He smirked and sipped from his glass, arching an eyebrow. "Oh yes, Mr. Easton Kennedy. He's a man with opinions, isn't he?" Several thoughts flickered through his mind. Someone looking for privacy and discretion on campus? Well that gave him some ideas. He huffed out a little laugh, and shook his head. "I'd say I'm sorry, but I'm afraid I'm not at all. I did promise you'd get your time working here." He hummed and shrugged slowly. "Though if you ever do need to swap nights for a bit of a date, I think we could arrange that."

Josh let out a small sigh “It is, and it doesn’t seem to get easier. But I believe that is what make it worth it. When things are easy one tends to lose interest quickly.” He wasn’t surprised Mitchell knew about Easton’s opinions. His roommate was always loud and clear about everything. “He is. He is a good guy, he just has strong believes on certain subjects. Things work well for us as roommates, I would hate to disrupt that harmony. No sleepovers for me for a while,” Josh added with a playful pout. Josh shook his head immediately “I wasn’t complaining! I’m very thankful for this opportunity. It gives me time to think and slow things down,” he hurried to say. “Thank you, I appreciate that. So far things work well. Having Fridays off and not early call on Saturday morning help a lot.”

Mitchell hummed lightly. "You have to make it your own as best you can, Josh. But you'll find that balance, I'm sure." He smirked. "Oh the easy ones are only good for a few throws. Then it's boring." He burst out laughing again, the description of the other young man right on the nose. He rolled his eyes at the pout and raised his glass. "Perhaps if you ask nicely I might have an idea of a place." He smirked and held up a hand in peace. "Only teasing Josh, only teasing. Though the night you do dinner service, you'll have to work that Friday, but I'll give you the rest of the weekend off."

Josh only nodded and didn’t comment more about his frustrating experience with relationships until now. The following statement caused him to smile again “I know, and those are usually not what we’re really looking for,” he agreed. “Thank you, I’ll make sure to ask nicely if the opportunity presents,” he answered with a teasing smile. “I have no problem working that Friday and the weekend. Especially if it is for Spring break. I have no plans and I’m sure everyone else will either go on the institute trip or somewhere else.”

Mitchell hummed lightly, a tuneless sound as he stretched, his eyes falling closed. He shrugged a shoulder. "I don't know. The passing fancies are nice distractions from the day to day. And do work the muscles." He huffed out a laugh. "That offer isn't for everyone. I'm not running a bordello you know," he replied with another teasing lilt, but smiled, glad he could offer this young man something in that department. IT sounded complicated enough as it was. "Well let's not work you to all the bones, but if you insist. Who am I to be stingy with offered labor."

Josh set his almost empty glass on the coffee table and leaned back, feeling the wine helping him relax. “But after a while it gets boring. It is a great stress reliever but, it’s not enough.” He couldn’t help to laugh too when Mitchell did and cleared out he was indeed offering a room in the Inn “I know, that makes me appreciate the offer even more. But I doubt thing will get to that point any time soon.” Josh wasn’t sure it was a good idea to get that involved with either Eric or Beau and he tried his best not to think about it, even if he wanted to. “I do insist because I know I might be asking for some days off once midterms and finals arrive. I might need time then and I would rather to work now I don’t have so much schoolwork.”

Mitchell gave a little laugh. "You're not wrong." This was the most he'd laughed in days, or even weeks really. It was relaxing and filled him with a certain level of comfort. He flashed the young man a grin, draining his glass and setting it to the side. "Good. Or not good. Or...oh you know what I mean," he said with a little laugh. Whatever or whomever the boy wanted to do was his own business. He'd had his say on that so far, best to let it go. For now at least. "Oh I'd never presume to let this interfere with your school work. At all." He paused and looked thoughtful. "Why not stay here? We can make up a room and you can see what a full week is like. Right down to the laundry."

Josh felt his whole face flushing this time, it was probably the wine, the laughing, and the fact that he was technically talking about his sex life with his boss and professor. “I know what you meant. It’s okay,” he said looking for something else to say and change the subject. “I know, and I appreciate it, but I was just considering that I might be able to come and help those days so I could make it up.” The idea sounded very tempting and it would surely give Josh more time to learn how the B&B worked from a different perspective “That sounds like a great idea. I would love to.”

Mitchell grinned and nodded, glad that Josh could pick up his drift rather easy. That was the sign of a good working relationship, and one that he was looking forward to expanding upon. He chuckled lightly and shook his head. "Your work ethic is impressive, I'll give you that," he said with a little smile. He nodded, and waved his hand. "You can thank me now. But just wait till I'm waking you up at five am to start the breakfasts for special guests."

Josh was glad to hear that Mitchell sounded pleased with his offer to work harder and learn as much as possible, “Thank you. My mother always taught me to work hard. She said the only way to get what you want is working for it and I know I want to learn as much as I can while I’m here.” He didn’t let the mention of the early hour affect him “I don’t mind waking up early and since I would stay here so I won’t lose time commuting.”

Mitchell nodded, a pleased smile on his face. "Sounds like a very smart lady. Mine was similarly motivated. A strong work ethic was one of the greatest things she ever gave me. That and a tolerance for peppers." He hummed and leaned forward, giving a slow nod. "Right then. We'll ask for permission from the administration at Mousai and get you a room made up. Maybe you need a chef's coat as well," he quipped with a little smile. Every intern had been given one with the ornate spoon on left breast, a sign of their time at the Rest.

Josh grinned “I suppose all mothers are very smart, but it takes us a while to realize how much. Oh! I envy you! The tolerance for Peppers took me longer that I would’ve liked,” he said with a grimace. It was hard to hide his excitement at the prospect to get to see the full function of the Inn “Okay, that sounds great. I can talk to the Headmistress as soon as I get a chance and ask about it.” Josh frowned slightly “Is there any problem with my chef’s coats?” he asked confused.

Mitchell chuckled. "It took me much longer than your years to learn that. Good for you to pick it up so quickly," he replied with a wistful tone to his voice. "Did it? I find that there can be so much variance in the way different heats come out in the food. Rather like it, when my clientele can take it." He hummed and smiled at his excitement, shaking his head and moving to stand. "Well none of them say the SpoonRest on them, do they?" he asked with a teasing lilt to his voice.

Josh chuckled “It wasn’t easy at all and just as you mentioned! Heat can be an important factor when it’s about pepper.” He smiled even though the memories weren’t so pleasant. His poor tongue and stomached paid for it more than once. The simple mention to have a chef’s coat that would notice him as part of the staff caused him to beam at the professor “They don’t. Am I really getting one?” he asked excitedly.

Mitchell laughed and nodded, giving the young man a little and significant glance. "Oh absolutely. I completely agree. Though I'm rather fascinated with the dried peppers and oil infusions from Sichuan province." His family had no ties to that region, not as far as he knew at least, but the style of cooking was delicious. He smirked, and nodded. "Oh I think so. Get me your size and I'll make sure you have one by the end of March."

Josh offered a lopsided smile as his expression turned curious “I got some experience with dried peppers and oil infusion in Mexico, but now I’m very curious about the ones you mention. Could you tell me more about them? I’m afraid I’ve never tried them.” Little Josh could do to stop smiling at the news. He loved the idea of being considered part of the staff and wear one of the coats the other chefs and Mitchell wore. “Thank you. I certainly appreciate it. I’ll get you my size before leaving.” It probably wasn’t a big deal, but someone who always had troubles feeling like he fit in, this was a great gesture. “I really appreciate it, Mitchell, thank you.”

Mitchell hummed lightly and gave a slow smile. "Oh absolutely. Sichuan peppercorns are fantastically spicy. And traditionally, they're infused into the oil before the vegetables or the meat is added, putting the flavor right on the exterior of the food. It's quite...intense at times." He chuckled lightly. "I think we have some up at Mousai. I think we might need an experiment with them," he said with a smile. He gave a little hum at the young man's smile and excitement. "It's my pleasure. I figured your Mousai whites were all well and good, but you needed to rep your employer as well as your academy as well, no?"

Josh listened carefully and nodded at the perspective to get to try something new. “I would love to try them. What kind of dishes are they usually used for? Is it just meat and vegetables or is there any especial dish they are used for?” It made sense, but it was still something that made Josh feel more comfortable with the decisions he had made to transfer so far from his family to keep his studies. “I agree. Especially since I’m proud to be part of both the Institute and your staff.”

Mitchell gave a thoughtful hum. "Well, most commonly you get them in dishes with onions and leek, a vegetable stir fry or with beef and pork of many different cuts." He shrugged lightly. "A lot of flowering and leafy vegetables as well as mushrooms make their way into the cuisine. And one of the signature dishes from the region is the hot pot." He gave a little smile, glad of the young man's interest in all the different styles. "We'll make something traditional, and then see what we can do to make that more interesting. Sichuan porkbelly tacos would be magical." He laughed lightly. "My staff of me and the wonderful services of Mrs. Briar and her daughter's cleaning services? It's something, us crazy few."

Josh made mental notes of all the options Mitchell was mentioning, feeling more excited on the perspective to get to cook something completely new “That sounds interesting. There are just too many options. I thought it was more limited to certain specific dishes but it sounds great to have so many ingredients to mix and work with. I am sure the results would be completely different depending on the other components we mix with those peppers. Some vegetable could neutralize the capsaicin making the flavor more bearable for people who aren’t used to spicy food.” He grinned and nodded “That sounds like a great plan. I would love to learn to make something traditional and something more contemporary. I love to see both sides of regional cuisine.” Josh shook his head “It doesn’t matter if your staff is made of four people or four hundred. It’s still the people who keep this place running and I see a lot of reasons to proud of being part of that.”

Mitchell listened to the other man, giving a hum and a little nod. "You've quite the eager culinary mind there. I sometimes forget how agile it is," he said with a little smile. "I'll get the necessary supplies and we'll make a dish or two next weekend, and then let you loose on the ingredients. Get your spin on it." He smiled and nodded, letting the young man's ideas wash over him. It was something to consider, to be sure. "Well that's high praise and honor to my establishment. Thank you, Josh."

Josh often wondered if it was a good or a bad thing how quickly is mind focused on food facts or recipes whenever he was talking to someone and he realized he was really enjoying to have someone to talk about all those things without feeling judge or weird. “I can’t help it; my mind runs wild whenever I have a chance to try new things. New recipes, new ingredients. Sometimes is a problem,” he finished with a timid smile. “Thank you! I’m very excited now, I might make some research to get ideas.” He offered a small bow of his head “You’re very welcome. It was a praise well deserved and it is completely true. You have a lot to be proud of this place. It’s amazing.”

Mitchell gave a low laugh, looking down at his pupil and shaking his head. "Never feel weird for your passion here. I pride myself on confusing fusion dishes that make the world sing. I'm happy to encourage those skills and desires." He laughed lightly and offered a hand to pull the young man to his feet. "It's never a problem my young friend. Explore those combinations." He smiled and clapped the young man on his shoulder as he stood. "Well I'm glad you're enjoying the Rest as a place to work. That's high praise indeed." He flicked his eyes to the mantle. "I feel however, we should get you back to the Institute. I've kept you long enough tonight." He paused and flashed a little smile. "Pack yourself some lunch for tomorrow, yes?"

Josh was certainly thankful for having such an encouraging mentor “Thank you, I will keep that in mind. It’s a nice change from other professors.” He smiled and accepted the hand to get on his feet “I find it hard to believe someone wouldn’t enjoy to work here.” He nodded but turned to pick up the wine glasses “Okay, I’ll just take care of these and I’ll be ready to go,” he said in a cheery voice. “Thank you for the wine and I really enjoyed a lot the conversation. I’ll make sure to pack some lunch,” he added before heading back to the kitchen to take care of the glasses and pick up his satchel and jacket.

#para: Saturday Chats #p: josh #@joshskitchen

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aiwannadrawit · 6 years ago

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Friendly Vacation

Time: June 29th

Place: Josh’s home in Mexico

Between: Desmond & Josh

Plot: Desmond spends some time with Josh and his family for the summer.

Josh was excited about this trip. Not only because he had missed his family but because he had the chance to invite a friend over. He only hoped Desmond enjoyed the city as much as he did. When they were finally out of the customs, Josh made sure to guide the taller man around the halls, “It’s a huge airport and quite busy as you can see. Fridays are always crazy here in the city,” his voice sounding happy and excited to be back. “My cousin is waiting for us near door 7. Are you hungry?” he asked already knowing that his Abuela was probably waiting for them with a traditional dish to welcome them.

Desmond had been a bit antsy during the flight over. He wasn't afraid of flying or anything like that, he was just kind of anxious, leaving the country and meeting a whole bunch of new people. He stayed close to Josh as they went through the airport; he didn't want to get lost. "Uh...sure, I could eat something." He had been doing a better with his eating over the months. He needed to make sure he kept up the pace.

Josh turned to look at Desmond, offering a reassuring smile, “Great! I think my Abuela probably prepared something for us. Especially because she’s excited to meet one of my school friends as she calls them,” Josh explained with a soft chortle. “I must warn you, she doesn’t speak English, but I can help with the translations,” he promised, hoping this piece of information wouldn’t make Desmond more nervous.

Desmond smiled back at him and slipped his hands into his pockets. "Okay, cool...I'm excited to taste it." At the mention of a possible language, barrier Desmond chewed on the inside of his cheek. "Well I know...a teeny-tiny bit of Spanish so...maybe I'll learn something."

Josh beamed at the positive response on the photographer’s part, “Excellent! I did ask her not to make something spicy since I am not sure how well you deal with it,” he assured. “That’s great! You will surely learn a thing or two, even if some are bad words,” Josh joked and his face was bright with another smile when he spot his cousin, “There’s Raul, come on,” he added as he walked towards the young man who was slightly shorter than Josh, giving him a hug and started to talk a little fast in Spanish, only to be interrupted by Josh, “Primo, we have a visitor and his Spanish is not 100% fluent, we should switch to English,” he invited his cousin, “This is my friend Desmond, he studies in the same Institute I do,” Josh introduce them, having the cousin shaking Desmond’s hand and introducing himself with a similar cheerful tone as Josh’s.

Desmond nodded, "Okay thanks." He wasn't too sure how well he did with certain foods. So...he should try to take it slow for the most part. He chuckled softly and rubbed the back of his neck. "Yeah...I sure hope I do." He moved with Josh and gave his cousin a smile. "Hey," he said and shook Raul's hand. "Nice to meet you."

Josh‘s cousin was welcoming of Desmond, talking to him a little about the city and asking what was his major. “I should apologize in advance for the traffic. It’s quite messy sometimes,” Josh said as they walked to the car and helped Desmond put his baggage on the trunk. This time Josh had traveled light because he had enough clothes and personal items at his grandparents. “Is there some touristic place you would like to visit while we’re here or would you prefer to do some exploring?” Desmond glanced around as Raul talked and he tried to take in all of the information. "I'm uh...a film student," he said with a shrug. "I'm doing so well in it to be honest but I'm trying. I used to be in animation and painting and stuff." He looked back over at Josh, "I don't mind traffic really. Um...no, I don't really know much about this place, to be honest. So wherever you want to go we can go."

Josh looked at Desmond, making sure Raul wasn’t making him uncomfortable but the other guy seemed relaxed as he answered. “Things are going well with your new professors and classmates?” Josh asked this time. “People say that all the time until they realize how bad it gets here,” he chuckled. “Okay, that might be a good thing because I can take you to the most iconic places, like the pyramids. Do you like museums?”

Desmond hummed and rubbed the back of his neck. "Um, well...I'm not too sure. My finals weren't the best..." he admitted. Desmond chuckled, "Well I guess I'll just have to wait and see." Desmond smiled, "Oh yeah? Sounds nice. And yeah, I like Museums."

Josh offered a sympathetic smile, “I suppose it’s quite understandable because you started the classes all over with a completely different focus,” he said in an understanding voice. “You will see! I think it would be best to move around in public transportation. Is easier and takes less time than in a car.” Josh nodded at the answer, “You will love it there and we have a lot of great museums to visit. Depending on what kind of things you want to see. There’s the Anthropology one. A botanic one. The Frida Kahlo one. We even have a Chocolate museum!”

Desmond nodded, "Yeah, I should have just...waited until the year was over." He sighed. "I just feel like I'm gonna be in school forever." Desmond smiled a bit, feeling more excited about the trip. "Really? A chocolate museum? Just of...chocolate from around the world?"

Josh reached to pat Desmond’s hand, “I am sure you are going to do better next semester. Getting used to takes some time.” Raul looked at Josh and elbowed him, making him remember he had gone through something similar than Desmond, “I know the feeling. Before Mousai I had studied here for a year, but I had to start over there because not all classes were equivalent, so it was easier to start over,” was the small explanation he offer to the other guy, hoping It would give him another perspective so he didn’t feel alone in his college situation. Josh nodded eagerly, “Yes! It’s a very amazing and delicious one. It include Mexican, European and Asian pieces from the XVII century to the XX century.”

Desmond smiled a bit, "Thanks...I really appriciate it," he said. It was good that someone else that Josh could relate to him in that way. He smiled, "Wow, really? Huh, that's...that's pretty cool. Can't wait to see it."

Josh grinned “You’re very welcome, Desmond,” he said in a kind tone. Raul smiled and started to explain more about the museum, causing Josh to laugh at the excitement of his cousin, “Raul loves chocolate so he probably will want to join us the day we go to that museum.”

Desmond focused back in on Raul as they talked more about the museum and smiled. "I think that'll be fun," he said with a smile. "Though...all this talk of sweets is making me hungry."

Josh was happy to see Desmond and Raul talking. He was hoping his family would make his schoolmate feel comfortable and welcomed. “It will be! And there are a couple of funny museums close to that one.” The mention of food cause Josh to offer a brighter smile, “Don’t worry, there will be food as soon as we get to the house.”

Desmond hummed, "Well, we could make a day of it...or go over the course of the vacation. Whichever is easiest for you all." Desmond relaxed and licked his lips. "Yeah, I can't wait to be honest."

Josh nodded “We can do that. In all honesty, I didn’t have a specific plan for my time here, so it is a very refreshing to try something new with you here.” Josh and his cousin laughed a little, “-if you say that to our Abuela she’s going to try to feed you the whole day. I learned that when I moved to live here.”

Desmond smiled, "Sounds pretty relaxing to me. I'm gonna let you guys take the lead on this one since this is your town and all." Desmond gave Josh a light look of concern. They were better with food and everything but the thought of being fed all day wasn't...appealing. "I'll keep that in mind."

Josh nodded “We will take good care of you,” he promised. “Don’t worry, I will remind my Abuela not everyone is used to eat as much as she expects us to. When I first moved here, she insisted that I was not eating enough because we are used to a different kind of food in the States,” Josh explained, assuming Desmond was worried about the spicy food.

Desmond relaxed a little bit and couldn't help the small smile at Josh trying to ease his mind. "I see...well, I'll uh...try to do my best with whatever she feeds me." He promised to try at the very least.

Josh nodded, “That’s more than enough, Desmond. And please, don’t worry about not wanting to offend anyone by saying no to something. We would prefer you to be comfortable and enjoy your time here and not to force yourself to do or try something you prefer not to.” He was very aware of how Mexican people could be quite overwhelming but he hoped he could buffer it so Desmond wouldn’t run for the hills.

Desmond nodded and felt himself relax even more. He was glad Josh was...well he was glad that Josh was working hard to keep him comfortable. He hoped he didn't drag the mood down too much during the vacation. "Okay, I'll keep that in mind."

Desmond hummed, "Um...well," he shrugged. "Yeah...I don't do it often, but I like going out well enough. It could be fun."

Josh nodded “Okay, we can go to a couple of places if you want. I have friend who is bartender in a good club. I used to party a lot when I lived here,” he said in a shyer voice. A couple of minutes later, Raul parked and clapped “We’re here!” the cousin announced as Josh grinned and looked at Desmond, “Welcome to the Aragón household!” he added in an excited voice as he got out of the car to help the photographer with his baggage.

Josh was nervous but very excited. He had missed his grandparents more than he would show. “You’re going to like it in there,” he said as they crossed the outer door, showing a big enough patio with the house a few meters forwards. Josh’s grandmother was already walking towards them and he didn’t lose a second to wrap his arms around the older woman who looked nothing like him. Josh wasn’t sure if Desmond knew he was adopted by this family and that was why he stuck up like a sore thumb between the dark haired and darker skin family “Abuela!” he finally said as the woman talked fast in Spanish, “Si, si, este es mi amigo, Desmond,” he said as he guided his grandmother to the tall guy, “Desmond, this is my Abuela, Carolina Aragón,” he introduced them.

Desmond looked around as they walked up toward the house, it looked like a decent place to live. Watching Josh and his grandma was sweet, it was super cute. It kind of made Desmond wish he had that kind of relationship with his own family. He smiled when Josh introduced him. "Hi...um...h-hola. It's nice to meet you."

Josh let out a soft laugh when Desmond tried some Spanish to greet his Abuela and as he expected, she pulled the taller man in for a hug instead of taking his hands, “I’m sorry, she is very touchy,” Josh explained with a smile as his grandmother patted Desmond’s arm talking to him still in Spanish, “She said she is happy to meet you and that you are welcome to her home whenever you want to visit.” It was not surprise for Josh the welcome Desmond was having since it was how his family treated him when he first arrived a long time ago. “She’s asking if you would rather to see your room first or if you’re hungry,” Josh translated again as they all walked towards the house.

Desmond nearly stumbled when Josh's grandmother pulled him into a hug. He blinked a couple of times as she threw a bunch of Spanish at him. He looked over at Josh and rubbed at the back of his neck. "Wow...that's very nice. I appreciate it." He looked to Josh again. "Um...well I think my room first so I can put my bags down and stuff."

Josh nodded and translated to his grandma what Desmond had said, “No problem at all. Come on, I’ll show you your room and give you some time to adjust and then we can come down to eat something and so you can meet everyone,” he explained as he guided the taller guy upstairs. “This will be your room,” he opened the second door in the hall, there’s a bathroom through that door. My room is there,” he pointed to the door across the hall, “If you need anything, please, just let me know.”

Desmond nodded and followed Josh through the house up toward his room. He wondered how many people he'll end up meeting today. "Okay," he said as he looked around to where Josh was directing him. "Thanks," they said and set his bag down. "I'll put my stuff away and then...we can go meet everyone."

Desmond nodded and went on to put all of his things away. Once things all settled he sat down on the bed for a few minutes. He knew he had been invited but a part of him still felt kind of...like he was intruding or something. Of course, this was only the first day so maybe that feeling will go away soon enough. Desmond rubbed his face and then headed out into the hallway to wait for Josh.

Desmond nodded, "Yeah, I guess I am. I mean...I didn't come out here to stay in my room the whole time." He smiled at him. "Okay, I hope I make a good impression on them. Let's go say 'hi'."

Josh smiled, trying to reassure his friend, “Don’t worry, I’m sure you will.” He guided Desmond downstairs and to the living room where his family was waiting. His abuelo was sitting on his rocking chair and smiled, getting up to great his grandson with a hug. “Familia, él es mi amigo Desmond, va a estar con nosotros durante las vacaciones,” Josh said and then translated it to Desmond, “This is my grandpa, my aunt and uncle and you already met my cousin Raúl, this is her sister Adriana and their younger brother Gabriel.”

Desmond smiled and rubbed the back of his neck. “Okay, let’s go.” He followed Josh down and smiled when he saw all the people downstairs. He nodded his head a bit and give everyone a small ‘hola’. “It’s nice to meet you all. And uh, thanks for having me. I’m excited to be here and see the city...and stuff.”

Josh smiled when all his family welcomed Desmond, some in English and other in Spanish, so Josh translated what his grandparents had said, “They said that you are very welcome and to make yourself at home and don’t hesitate to ask if you need anything,” his voice kind and excited. “Are you still hungry?”

Desmond smiled, feeling better that everyone was so friendly and open. He was still a bit anxious, but it was the first day, and with how nice everyone was he doubted he would stay that way. He nodded, "Yeah...I could eat."

Desmond followed Josh into the dining room and looked over all the options he had to choose from. He hummed, looking over all the food and chewed on his bottom lip. He didn't know if Josh was aware of the struggles he had been going through and even though he had been getting a lot better, he still stumbled from time to time. "Um...I think I'd like a tostada."

Josh nodded and guided Desmond to the table, “I think you will like those. And if you don’t and prefer something else, just let me know. I wouldn’t mind making something else,” he said in a kind tone, remembering his first visits and how it took him a while to adjust trying food he was not used to.

Desmond smiled and sat down at the table. He nodded, "Thanks...I'm glad to hear it." Desmond settled down a bit. "Um...if you ever need help cooking I can help. I've been picking some stuff while I was away."

Josh sat next to Desmond and smiled, “You are very welcome.” The offer was one that Josh appreciated, “That sounds great. I didn’t know you were into cooking. We can try to cook something at some point. I can give you some pointers and you could give me some too,” he was quite excited about the idea. Josh reached to offer a plate and the tostadas for Desmond to get one as he described how they usually prepared them; putting the meat over the tostada and then the lettuce, cream and cheese and salsa if he wanted to try it but he suggested Desmond not to if he was too sensitive to spices.

Desmond rubbed the back of his neck and shrugged. "I wouldn't say I'm like cooking...but I learned some stuff while I was away." He smiled. "Thanks, I don't know what I can offer a cooking student but if I can think of anything I'll let you know." He hummed looking over the food and shrugged. "I'll try it the usual way and then if I don't like it then I'll do something different."

Josh nodded, “Oh, I see. That is nice, though, learning some cook related things. Everyone can offer some advice. Everyone cooks differently, and everyone has a different sense of taste and smell. My Abuela taught me that, so even if I’m a cooking student, I am confident I could learn something from you,” he assured. “Okay, then I recommend the green salsa, is the best one for my taste.”

Desmond hummed and nodded, "Okay...well, that's a good way to think about it I guess." Desmond didn't know it would actually go but he was sure it would be fun. "The green one," he mumbled as the gathered up his food to taste it. Desmond hummed at the taste and texture of the food. "This is...this is pretty good."

Josh smiled, “My abuela gives some good advices most of the times. She has a very special way to see the world and always looks for the good side on everything,” he explained. He watched Desmond prepare himself a tostada with an excited expression, hoping he would like them. When his friend said that indeed he liked the food he clapped, “I’m so glad to hear so! I will tell my abuela you liked them,” he said as he reached to serve himself a pambazo and started eating.

Desmond nodded, "I see, well I think that just means that she has a good head on her shoulders." He smiled and bit into his food again. Once he swallowed and wiped his mouth. "Thanks, it's been really nice so far."

Josh nodded, "I think so too. She is a kind woman," his voice showing how proud he was of his abuela. "I am glad to hear so. We wanted to make you feel at home."

Desmond smiled, glad to see how close Josh and his family seemed to be. "Thanks, I feel very welcomed," Desmond said. "So...I know you had mentioned taking me around to take pictures. Is there anywhere in particular we're gonna be heading?"

Desmond grinned a little bit and rubbed the back of his neck. "Good, I'm glad." Desmond hummed as he finished up his food. "I see..." he thought about it for a while. "Um...well...i think a museum would be fun. Maybe one that's about Modern Art...or maybe one where they're about Mexican culture. I think that would be fun."

Josh nodded happily, “There are a lot of museums we could visit. There are both one of modern art and one about Mexican culture. We can visit both if you want,” he offered happily.

Desmond smiled broadly, "Great, let's go to both. I'm sure they'll be amazing to walk through." Desmond really couldn't wait to walk through them and see what they had to offer. "Can't wait."

Josh nodded, “Excellent, we will go to both. They are, I am sure you will enjoy it!” Once they had finished with the food, Josh excused them to leave the table. “Do you feel with the energy to visit one of the museums now?”

Desmond helped cleaned up his plate and things and smiled at Josh. "Um, yeah...yeah, let's go. Am I allowed to take pictures in the museums or...soemthing?"

Once things were all cleaned up Desmond smiled knowing he could bring his camera with him. "Great, that's good to know." After Josh told everyone what the plan was Desmond shook his head. "No, I don't mind. Just let me grab my camera."

Desmond nodded, "Okay." He headed upstairs and into the room he was staying in and grabbed his camera and a jacket. After checking to make sure he had everything he needed he headed back downstairs to meet up with Josh. "Alright, let's get going."

Josh smiled and nodded when Desmond came back, "Excellent! I think we could make it to two museums today and depending on how tired you are we can visit other places in the city tomorrow," he said as he led his friend outside. "If you want to visit the pyramids we would have to leave very early because the archeological place is just outside the city."

Desmond followed Josh out of the house, "Yeah? I'm sure I can handle two museums today." Desmond's face lite up a bit at the mention of the pyramids. "Yeah, okay, I'd love that."

Desmond nodded, "Yeah I mean...why wouldn't I be excited? It's not every day a person gets to see pyramids close up." Desmond took a breath and shrugged. "I don't mind walking. I just need a lot of water."

Desmond glanced around as Raul talked and he tried to take in all of the information. "I'm uh...a film student," he said with a shrug. "I'm doing so well in it to be honest but I'm trying. I used to be in animation and painting and stuff." He looked back over at Josh, "I don't mind traffic really. Um...no, I don't really know much about this place, to be honest. So wherever you want to go we can go."

Desmond focused back in on Raul as they talked more about the museum and smiled. "I think that'll be fun," he said with a smile. "Though...all this talk of sweets is making me hungry."

Desmond hummed, "Well, we could make a day of it...or go over the course of the vacation. Whichever is easiest for you all." Desmond relaxed and licked his lips. "Yeah, I can't wait to be honest."

Josh offered another smile, “Please do.” He kept quiet for a little moment and then turned to look at Desmond again, “Do you like partying? Because we can do that too. I know good places here we can go.” Desmond hummed, "Um...well," he shrugged. "Yeah...I don't do it often, but I like going out well enough. It could be fun." Josh nodded “Okay, we can go to a couple of places if you want. I have friend who is bartender in a good club. I used to party a lot when I lived here,” he said in a shyer voice. A couple of minutes later, Raul parked and clapped “We’re here!” the cousin announced as Josh grinned and looked at Desmond, “Welcome to the Aragón household!” he added in an excited voice as he got out of the car to help the photographer with his baggage.

Desmond nodded again and his eyes looked out of the window as they pulled up to the house. "Looks good," he said. He headed out of the car to grab his bags, "Really though, I can't wait to be shown around. I'm...excited." Josh was nervous but very excited. He had missed his grandparents more than he would show. “You’re going to like it in there,” he said as they crossed the outer door, showing a big enough patio with the house a few meters forwards. Josh’s grandmother was already walking towards them and he didn’t lose a second to wrap his arms around the older woman who looked nothing like him. Josh wasn’t sure if Desmond knew he was adopted by this family and that was why he stuck up like a sore thumb between the dark haired and darker skin family “Abuela!” he finally said as the woman talked fast in Spanish, “Si, si, este es mi amigo, Desmond,” he said as he guided his grandmother to the tall guy, “Desmond, this is my Abuela, Carolina Aragón,” he introduced them. Desmond looked around as they walked up toward the house, it looked like a decent place to live. Watching Josh and his grandma was sweet, it was super cute. It kind of made Desmond wish he had that kind of relationship with his own family. He smiled when Josh introduced him. "Hi...um...h-hola. It's nice to meet you." Josh let out a soft laugh when Desmond tried some Spanish to greet his Abuela and as he expected, she pulled the taller man in for a hug instead of taking his hands, “I’m sorry, she is very touchy,” Josh explained with a smile as his grandmother patted Desmond’s arm talking to him still in Spanish, “She said she is happy to meet you and that you are welcome to her home whenever you want to visit.” It was not surprise for Josh the welcome Desmond was having since it was how his family treated him when he first arrived a long time ago. “She’s asking if you would rather to see your room first or if you’re hungry,” Josh translated again as they all walked towards the house. Desmond nearly stumbled when Josh's grandmother pulled him into a hug. He blinked a couple of times as she threw a bunch of Spanish at him. He looked over at Josh and rubbed at the back of his neck. "Wow...that's very nice. I appreciate it." He looked to Josh again. "Um...well I think my room first so I can put my bags down and stuff."

Josh nodded. “Sure, take your time. I will go check on my room and to see if my clothes there still fit,” he smiled and left the room to move to his own. So far, Desmond didn’t seem uncomfortable and he hoped things kept on like that when he got to meet some of his family who lived there with his grandparents. Josh lain on his bed and waited for a few minutes, giving his friend some time. Desmond nodded and went on to put all of his things away. Once things all settled he sat down on the bed for a few minutes. He knew he had been invited but a part of him still felt kind of...like he was intruding or something. Of course, this was only the first day so maybe that feeling will go away soon enough. Desmond rubbed his face and then headed out into the hallway to wait for Josh.

Josh washed his face and hands before getting out of his room, smiling when he found Desmond in the hall, “Hey! Are you ready to go downstairs?” he asked, hoping the other man wasn’t too nervous. “One of my aunts and her family live here with my grandparents so it will be them the one you would meet,” Josh explained. Desmond nodded, "Yeah, I guess I am. I mean...I didn't come out here to stay in my room the whole time." He smiled at him. "Okay, I hope I make a good impression on them. Let's go say 'hi'." Josh smiled, trying to reassure his friend, “Don’t worry, I’m sure you will.” He guided Desmond downstairs and to the living room where his family was waiting. His abuelo was sitting on his rocking chair and smiled, getting up to great his grandson with a hug. “Familia, él es mi amigo Desmond, va a estar con nosotros durante las vacaciones,” Josh said and then translated it to Desmond, “This is my grandpa, my aunt and uncle and you already met my cousin Raúl, this is her sister Adriana and their younger brother Gabriel.” Desmond smiled and rubbed the back of his neck. “Okay, let’s go.” He followed Josh down and smiled when he saw all the people downstairs. He nodded his head a bit and give everyone a small ‘hola’. “It’s nice to meet you all. And uh, thanks for having me. I’m excited to be here and see the city...and stuff.”

Josh nodded “Excellent! Come on,” he invited as the rest of his family moved to the dinning room. “My abuela made three different options, so you could try a bit of each or just the one that sounds more appealing to you. She made Pambazos, Pozole and Tostadas de tinga,” and then he proceeded to explain each of them. “Pambazos is a kind of sandwich that has fried potatoes on the inside, lettuce, cream, cheese and guacamole. Pozole is a kind of corn soup with meat or vegetables, lettuce, radish, oregano and a kind of pepper that is not spicy. And tostadas de tinga is a fried tortilla with chicken, cream, cheese and lettuce.” Desmond followed Josh into the dining room and looked over all the options he had to choose from. He hummed, looking over all the food and chewed on his bottom lip. He didn't know if Josh was aware of the struggles he had been going through and even though he had been getting a lot better, he still stumbled from time to time. "Um...I think I'd like a tostada." Josh nodded and guided Desmond to the table, “I think you will like those. And if you don’t and prefer something else, just let me know. I wouldn’t mind making something else,” he said in a kind tone, remembering his first visits and how it took him a while to adjust trying food he was not used to. Desmond smiled and sat down at the table. He nodded, "Thanks...I'm glad to hear it." Desmond settled down a bit. "Um...if you ever need help cooking I can help. I've been picking some stuff while I was away." Josh sat next to Desmond and smiled, “You are very welcome.” The offer was one that Josh appreciated, “That sounds great. I didn’t know you were into cooking. We can try to cook something at some point. I can give you some pointers and you could give me some too,” he was quite excited about the idea. Josh reached to offer a plate and the tostadas for Desmond to get one as he described how they usually prepared them; putting the meat over the tostada and then the lettuce, cream and cheese and salsa if he wanted to try it but he suggested Desmond not to if he was too sensitive to spices. Desmond rubbed the back of his neck and shrugged. "I wouldn't say I'm like

cooking...but I learned some stuff while I was away." He smiled. "Thanks, I don't know what I can offer a cooking student but if I can think of anything I'll let you know." He hummed looking over the food and shrugged. "I'll try it the usual way and then if I don't like it then I'll do something different." Josh nodded, “Oh, I see. That is nice, though, learning some cook related things. Everyone can offer some advice. Everyone cooks differently, and everyone has a different sense of taste and smell. My Abuela taught me that, so even if I’m a cooking student, I am confident I could learn something from you,” he assured. “Okay, then I recommend the green salsa, is the best one for my taste.” Desmond hummed and nodded, "Okay...well, that's a good way to think about it I guess." Desmond didn't know it would actually go but he was sure it would be fun. "The green one," he mumbled as the gathered up his food to taste it. Desmond hummed at the taste and texture of the food. "This is...this is pretty good." Josh smiled, “My abuela gives some good advices most of the times. She has a very special way to see the world and always looks for the good side on everything,” he explained. He watched Desmond prepare himself a tostada with an excited expression, hoping he would like them. When his friend said that indeed he liked the food he clapped, “I’m so glad to hear so! I will tell my abuela you liked them,” he said as he reached to serve himself a pambazo and started eating. Desmond nodded, "I see, well I think that just means that she has a good head on her shoulders." He smiled and bit into his food again. Once he swallowed and wiped his mouth. "Thanks, it's been really nice so far." Josh nodded, "I think so too. She is a kind woman," his voice showing how proud he was of his abuela. "I am glad to hear so. We wanted to make you feel at home." Desmond smiled, glad to see how close Josh and his family seemed to be. "Thanks, I feel very welcomed," Desmond said. "So...I know you had mentioned taking me around to take pictures. Is there anywhere in particular we're gonna be heading?"

Josh beamed at the answer, “That makes me happy. And I’m sure it will make them happy too.” The mentions of the sightseeing were something that excited him. He loved showing people the best places around the city he had learned to love when he was younger. “There are a lot places we could visit. I suppose it depends on what you want to see first. We could go to archeology ruins, museums, downtown, there’s a zoo and a botanic garden. Everything is in the city or very close to it, so there wouldn’t be a problem with whichever place you want to see first.” Desmond grinned a little bit and rubbed the back of his neck. "Good, I'm glad." Desmond hummed as he finished up his food. "I see..." he thought about it for a while. "Um...well...i think a museum would be fun. Maybe one that's about Modern Art...or maybe one where they're about Mexican culture. I think that would be fun." Josh nodded happily, “There are a lot of museums we could visit. There are both one of modern art and one about Mexican culture. We can visit both if you want,” he offered happily. Desmond smiled broadly, "Great, let's go to both. I'm sure they'll be amazing to walk through." Desmond really couldn't wait to walk through them and see what they had to offer. "Can't wait." Josh nodded, “Excellent, we will go to both. They are, I am sure you will enjoy it!” Once they had finished with the food, Josh excused them to leave the table. “Do you feel with the energy to visit one of the museums now?” Desmond helped cleaned up his plate and things and smiled at Josh. "Um, yeah...yeah, let's go. Am I allowed to take pictures in the museums or...soemthing?"

Josh smiled, thankful of the help Desmond offered to clean his plate and nodded at the question. “Excellent! Yes, yes you can. The only rule is that you cannot use the flash of the camera,” he explained as he talked to his family to let them know about the plans. “Do you mind if we move around in public transportation? With the traffic here, it’s easier to use the subway and buses than the car.” Once things were all cleaned up Desmond smiled knowing he could bring his camera with him. "Great, that's good to know." After Josh told everyone what the plan was Desmond shook his head. "No, I don't mind. Just let me grab my camera."

Josh smiled, “Perfect! I recommend you getting a light jacket. Our weather changes unexpectedly in the evenings,” he explained as he walked with Desmond on the direction of the stairs. “I’ll wait for you here and then we are ready to go,” Josh assured. Desmond nodded, "Okay." He headed upstairs and into the room he was staying in and grabbed his camera and a jacket. After checking to make sure he had everything he needed he headed back downstairs to meet up with Josh. "Alright, let's get going." Josh smiled and nodded when Desmond came back, "Excellent! I think we could make it to two museums today and depending on how tired you are we can visit other places in the city tomorrow," he said as he led his friend outside. "If you want to visit the pyramids we would have to leave very early because the archeological place is just outside the city." Desmond followed Josh out of the house, "Yeah? I'm sure I can handle two museums today." Desmond's face lite up a bit at the mention of the pyramids. "Yeah, okay, I'd love that."

Josh offered another smile when he noticed Desmond so excited about the pyramids, “I think you will have fun in the museums and for your expression, you are certainly going to love the pyramids,” his voice showing he was excited too. “I hope you like walking because we are going to do that a lot!” Desmond nodded, "Yeah I mean...why wouldn't I be excited? It's not every day a person gets to see pyramids close up." Desmond took a breath and shrugged. "I don't mind walking. I just need a lot of water."

Josh smiled “And you’re in luck because we will be allowed to climb them as well and look at the whole city from the top of the biggest one,” he explained. “Don’t worry, we’ll make sure to have enough water.”

Desmond felt his eyes go wide slightly. "Oh really? That's cool, are people not allowed to climb it all the time?" Desmond grinned a bit and nodded. "Alright. Let's go."

Josh smiled “In other states where there are pyramids they don’t let you climb them. Here they do, but I believe they will stop allowing it at some point because of the damage it’s caused to them,” he explained.

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