The next day came. I decided to make more popsicles in the afternoon, so I told Commander Landon in the morning that I would be a bit late to afternoon practice (etiquette lessons were currently on hold).
The only problem I had was that one batch of popsicles wasn't enough to feed every single person training that day. I would have to split it into two batches, but that meant that the people who didn't get the first batch of popsicles would have to wait longer before receiving their popsicles.
When I told this to the knights, they just slapped me on my shoulder (a bit too hard) and laughed.
"As long as we all get a taste this time, I don't care!" one of them said.
After lunch, I started picking some fruits, focusing on getting strawberries for Commander Landon first. Once I felt like I got enough of them, I left them to soak in a bowl full of vinegar and water before going back into the garden to pick some mangoes.
I decided to just use these two flavors for now, and set up two pots on the stove to get the fruits nice and mushy. Searching through the drawers, I managed to find a potato ricer that could crush the fruits even further, meaning the popsicles wouldn't have such big fruit chunks.
I carefully peeled and sliced the mango into cubes and pulled off the leaves from all the strawberries before putting them through the potato ricer. They each went into their respective pots with some water and a bit of squeezed lemon juice.
Since the potato ricer did most of the work to break down the fruits, I just waited for the mixtures to thicken slightly before pouring them into the pre-frozen molds. As the popsicles froze, I worked on washing and cleaning anything I wouldn't use again.
Lionel walked into the kitchen when the popsicles were about halfway finished, and looked at them.
"Want me to help freeze them faster?" he asked me.
"You aren't going to break the molds, are you?" I responded.
He scowled. "I wasn't prepared last time I froze the cup! Besides, I've gotten better at my control now."
"Why don't you just try it on one of them first?"
He reached out his hand and touched the side of one of the molds, the frost on the sides of the metal thickening immediately.
"I meant one popsicle, not one entire mold!" I shouted, but he had already frozen it.
"Check them," Lionel said smugly. "I know they are perfectly fine!"
I opened the molds, taking out one of the popsicles, and it was perfectly frozen over.
"Nice job..." I begrudgingly admitted. "It looks good."
"Told you!" he smiled. "Now, what else do you need help with?"
"Can you freeze the other molds and hand them out to the knights?"
"Okay," Lionel said, getting to work immediately.
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Let's Start A Bakery!
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