Only as a fellow cooking aficionado. [and not at all because of the near-dozen cookbooks she has on hand. no, not at all. he flashes her a smile, to highlight the fact that he's teasing, just in case]

[when it fades and once they have the books situated on the table, he nods once, politely (she's very welcome) and reaches to pick up one of the books of the top of the stack. he takes a moment with it, turning it over in his hand, before:] If the Takka that supposedly wrote these is the Takka I'm familiar with, you'll find mostly diner fare, here.

[which might be just what she's looking for, considering she mentioned sushi and meat skewers, but -- fair warning]