"Okay," Marron said, loud enough for everyone to hear. "Tonight is perfect for something warm and simple. Egg drop soup."
There were curious murmurs among the crowd. "Something nourishing that fills you with warmth after working hard today." Her voice was filled with nostalgia so thick the crowd leaned in, intrigued.
"When you've had a long day, sometimes simple and quick is best."
There was a murmur of appreciation.
Marron picked up her whisk and the bowl of eggs.
The moment of truth.
After the soup was made, she would find out if the ladle was Legendary, or just a really good ladle.
She beat the eggs quickly, until it was a pale yellow mixture. The copper pot's stock was at the perfect temperature, a gentle simmer that wouldn't scramble the eggs into clumps.
With one hand, Marron picked up the Generous Ladle. With the other, she slowly poured the beaten eggs into the simmering stock, using the ladle to stir in a gentle, circular motion.
