Autor confers with his mother, who plucks a recipe from a small wooden box in one of the cabinets. "::Here you are, Miss Oswald,::" she says with a small smile. "::Autorchen, can you go pick out some potatoes and green beans, please?::"
"::Yes, Mutterchen,::" Autor says, and disappears into the pantry. He returns a few moments later with an armful of potatoes and a woolen bag of green beans. "[Do you need any help with that recipe, Miss Oswald? You should probably make a double; we're feeding the inn's guests as well.]"
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"::Yes, Mutterchen,::" Autor says, and disappears into the pantry. He returns a few moments later with an armful of potatoes and a woolen bag of green beans. "[Do you need any help with that recipe, Miss Oswald? You should probably make a double; we're feeding the inn's guests as well.]"