<em>~ Hide the sausage ~</em><br/><br/>Nicci frowned, that could mean quite a few things, but she'd wait 'till another time to get the lowdown on Mari's favorites, she thought the American version was nothing like the European, so she probably meant that.  She caught her eye, briefly, grinning as various puns to do with wrapping up sausages popped into her head, but she wasn't as confident as Mari, so she held them in check, just her eyes twinkling with suppressed naughtiness.<br/><br/>She'd never been one to think and awful lot about what she ate.  She'd been hungry quite often as a child and she thought that it probably had left its mark.  In fact making sure she did eat had often enough been more of a problem when she was much younger.  But cooking had changed a lot of that, giving her a love of good food and even more that of sharing it with others.<br/><br/>She scooped up her last forkfull of egg, savouring the creamy taste and smiled, she certainly had no problems eating her share now.  She thought about the fact that both the girls had referred to exercise and weight, and as she sipped her coffee joked to herself that soon they were probably going to get a lot of exercise of a very different kind so perhaps even Mila would find she had a bigger appetite!  The men certainly would have.  She looked fondly at the three of them, knowing just how much most men wanted the comfort of good food and loved to be given it.  Food could bring them together too, just like it was doing this morning, sharing a meal was almost an intimate event she'd often thought, a shared bonding too, and the more you cared about the people the more important it became.