Eleanor accepts the portfolio with slightly wide eyes as she starts flipping through this. "Oh." She murmurs softly. "Oh my, what do they teach in culinary school? I've never even heard of half this dishes." The woman shakes her head in bewilderment as she goes over page after page. "This is a far cry from mince and shepard's pie." She finally says settling it down on the counter and adding. "But if you need any help I'll be sure to do so. I'll also pass along the note of when you will be gone to Mister Lane. Master Blackwood isn't currently present." Eleanor didn't correct Vela when she called the man Mister, the American wouldn't actually care even if it was proper.

"As for going shopping, I am sure Angus wouldn't complain if you joined him. Though I would say you'd likely be fine trusting him. Man grew up on a farm so he knows good produce and meat from bad. Still, I can understanding wanting a hand in such things." She'd not trusted Angus at first either but when it came to making things grow and what a healthy animal was like, the man certainly knew his stuff.