Sulu rolled his eyes briefly at Ianto's tone, reaching out to adjust the heat according to... well, no real standard. He just turned it up almost as high as it would go. "Sorry, I come from a time when dials usually mean you shouldn't touch them," he laughed - it wasn't really true, but he couldn't remember any time he'd twisted a knob that hadn't ended up with him screwing something up. Oh well.

"I guess it's pretty well good," he added after a few minutes, once Ianto came to check on it. He'd realized almost immediately after he'd started smelling garlic almost as much as cheese and cream that it probably was going to be a little overly garlicky, but he was hoping that he really hadn't overdone it. That wouldn't be the best mark in his botanist book, if he couldn't even measure garlic out right. "I dunno, it doesn't look lumpy any more, so I guess that means it's done. Right?"