The rabbit was stewed quickly to make it in time for dinner, so Mrs. Thelma did not let it simmer for too long. However, once cooked, the mouth-watering aroma still wafted heavily throughout the entire house.
Wyatt and his father walked in from outside, unable to hold back a compliment: "That smells absolutely amazing!"
"You are stating the obvious." Simon had already neatly arranged the bowls and plates on the small wooden table. He was currently squatting by the stove, burying a few potatoes into the smoldering ashes. Hearing the familiar footsteps, Simon looked up, his face full of pride:. "Mom's cooking is always delicious. With fresh rabbit meat today, her culinary skills have even more room to shine."
