MCA#1, Friday Evening

Lulu pulled her casserole dish from the oven, smiling as the aroma of roast pork spread through the kitchen. There was more than she needed, but she figured that she could feed herself on the leftovers for the next few days, or use some of the ham for a soup.

The smell of the pork, and the root vegetable medley she'd cooked to go with it, was likely drifting out into the hallway.

[Here for one, but open for anyone else who'd like to come by!]