She bounced around the kitchen throughing things into a huge black kettle. In it where hunks of beef and pork, chopped tomatos, carrots, squash, pumpkins, and various other earthy foods that made up this rich stew.
Her blonde hair was tided into two tight braids on either side of her head. Her hair complimented her dancingly blue eyes that smiled warmly. SHe looked at her 'cook' book. It was a cook book, but it was also a spell book. You see Olga was a witch of sorts. Strong minded, ample bodied, no one messed with her.
She smiled. Her stew just needed to boil for a few hours now.