Summary: Willow embraces her magic and Hanukkah with equal enthusiasm.
Willow took the tea towel off the bowl of dough. She might be a witch now but some things were ingrained. Some things spoke of comfort and culture and of struggle. She turned the dough out and started to roll it.
Tara’s soft, floral perfume tickled Willow’s nose before her lover slipped her arms around her waist. The feel of Tara’s body pressing along the length of her back nearly made Willow forget the task at hand.
Tara rested her chin on Willow’s shoulder. “What are you doing?”
“Making Sufganiyot.”
“I have no idea what that is.”
“You do. They’re the jelly donuts we eat at Hanukkah.”
“Ah.” Tara let go and leaned on the counter. “I’m not the biggest fan of jelly donuts.”
“They get a bad rap, especially with that overly sweet glop they jam in there. Promise you, mine are better.” Willow powered her rolling pin through the dough.
“I’ll try them, of course since you made them.” Tara swept her long hair back with a smile. “I’m pretty sure the way to a witch’s heart is with sweets.”
Willow laughed. “True of the two witches in this room. Hand me the cutter.”
Tara passed her the round cookie cutter and watched Willow cut out rounds of dough, reroll the extras and squeeze out a couple more rounds.
“Now what?”
“Traditionally you’d put in some strawberry jam but I prefer raspberry. It’s just a little more tart to offset the sweetness. Want to help?”
“What do I need to do?”
Willow showed Tara how to dollop a little jam in the center of the rounds and how to seal it with another round of dough over top. Together they worked a little kitchen magic until all the Sufganiyot were formed. “And now they have to rest and raise before we can fry them.”
“How long does that take?”
“About forty-five minutes to an hour,” Willow replied.
Tara tugged her close. “I have an idea how to spend that time.”
“I can unwrap my Hanukkah gift now?” Willow grinned.
“And enjoy it all you want.”
Willow slipped her arms around Tara, kissing her softly. “Just what I wanted to hear.”
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Date: 2021-12-06 04:40 pm (UTC)Summary: Willow embraces her magic and Hanukkah with equal enthusiasm.
Willow took the tea towel off the bowl of dough. She might be a witch now but some things were ingrained. Some things spoke of comfort and culture and of struggle. She turned the dough out and started to roll it.
Tara’s soft, floral perfume tickled Willow’s nose before her lover slipped her arms around her waist. The feel of Tara’s body pressing along the length of her back nearly made Willow forget the task at hand.
Tara rested her chin on Willow’s shoulder. “What are you doing?”
“Making Sufganiyot.”
“I have no idea what that is.”
“You do. They’re the jelly donuts we eat at Hanukkah.”
“Ah.” Tara let go and leaned on the counter. “I’m not the biggest fan of jelly donuts.”
“They get a bad rap, especially with that overly sweet glop they jam in there. Promise you, mine are better.” Willow powered her rolling pin through the dough.
“I’ll try them, of course since you made them.” Tara swept her long hair back with a smile. “I’m pretty sure the way to a witch’s heart is with sweets.”
Willow laughed. “True of the two witches in this room. Hand me the cutter.”
Tara passed her the round cookie cutter and watched Willow cut out rounds of dough, reroll the extras and squeeze out a couple more rounds.
“Now what?”
“Traditionally you’d put in some strawberry jam but I prefer raspberry. It’s just a little more tart to offset the sweetness. Want to help?”
“What do I need to do?”
Willow showed Tara how to dollop a little jam in the center of the rounds and how to seal it with another round of dough over top. Together they worked a little kitchen magic until all the Sufganiyot were formed. “And now they have to rest and raise before we can fry them.”
“How long does that take?”
“About forty-five minutes to an hour,” Willow replied.
Tara tugged her close. “I have an idea how to spend that time.”
“I can unwrap my Hanukkah gift now?” Willow grinned.
“And enjoy it all you want.”
Willow slipped her arms around Tara, kissing her softly. “Just what I wanted to hear.”