[10:53a] dreamer¤B¤ÇPØ after making up my Masters bed and letting out samiam i eat my portion of the slave gruel a heel of bread with butter and cinnamon and a cup of Goat Milk...i wash my dishes up then i write the menu out for the Kitchen wench letting her know i will cook Lunch she aggress and hands me her apron and exits out the back door with a bar of soap a new kirtle and a fluffy towel thinks oO(guess she needed a soaking and relaxation)
[10:55a] dreamer¤B¤ÇPØ wlks over to the Cold Room enters looking about and she emerges from the Cold Room with a basket of Cosian Wingfish...fumbles threw them...inspecting them…takes a clean paring knife and slices along each sides of fins...careful of the spines upon the dorsal fin.. jabs knife in and plucks out the liver carefully knowing its value.. places it into a small side bowl as she continues to the next and next fish…blows an arrant strand of hair from face as she works
[10:57a] dreamer¤B¤ÇPØ finishes the filets...places them all evenly upon a baking pan…sprinkles some mixed spices over and adds some fresh churned butter...then places the pan into the large brick baking space above the fire pit… letting the fish cook
[10:58a] dreamer¤B¤ÇPØ leaning low dreamer retrieves a flat pan, places some Bosk sausage upon it...cutting in small pieces and places it over the fires...adds some spices and onions...stirring it as it simmers….turns to the counter and begins cleaning the mushrooms…pops off the tops carefully and sets them upon a platter
[11:00a] dreamer¤B¤ÇPØ as the sausage finishes cooking...she spoons it carefully to fill the mushroom caps...adding adequate sausage to each...then sprinkles cheese over them...letting it melt…pulls the Wingfish from the baking space and places it beside the stuffed mushrooms...smiles contently
[11:02a] dreamer¤B¤ÇPØ she washes her hands then heads to the Cold Room and plucks her Masters Silver Tankard and fills it from the barrel of Ale on the way out she takes up a bowl of Ramsberry pudding she made last night
[11:05a] dreamer¤B¤ÇPØ she sets them to the counter chooses a tray and places the Tankard and bowl upon...she reaches for a platter and places 4 pieces of the Cooked Fish...and adds some stuffed Mushroom enough to fill the belly of a Free Man with a healthy apatite...she smiles and picks up the tray and goes into the Main Room and sets it beside her Masters seat...knowing he will be in in just a few minutes she rushes off to bathe quickly and look presentable she enters back just as her Master seats hisself
[11:09a] dreamer¤B¤ÇPØ she rushes her steps to make it to his furs and kneels before he settles back good enough thighs of silk bed the back of her small hands as the palms face up in offering back straight breasts up and out neck stretched showing she is His blue eyes look upon her Owner and a smile spreads on her face her long blonde brushing the heels of her feet as she kneels the thighs blossom for his entertainment
[11:10a] dreamer¤B¤ÇPØ : your Lunch Master may it nourish your body and bring a smile to your face as yours served you
Cosian Wingfish
Also known as songfish due to its whistling mating song; a tiny blue salt-water fish with 4 poisonous spines on its dorsal fin; found in the waters off Port Kar; its liver is considered a delicacy in Turia.
“”Now this,” Saphrar the merchant was telling me, “is the braised liver of the blue, four-spired Cosian Wingfish.” This fish is a tiny, delicate fish, blue, about the size of a tarn disk when curled in one’s hand; it has three or four slender spines in its dorsal fin, which are poisonous; it is capable of hurling itself from the water and, for brief distances, on its stiff pectoral fins, gliding through the air, usually to evade the smaller sea-tharlarions, which seem to be immune to the poison of the spines. This fish is also sometimes referred to as the songfish because, as a portion of its courtship rituals, the males and females thrust their heads from the water and utter a sort of whistling sound.” Nomads of Gor page 84-85
Mushrooms
“I am an Alar,” Hurtha explained. “Have a stuffed mushroom.” I pondered the likely prices of a stuffed mushroom in a black-market transaction in a war-torn district” Mercenaries of Gor
[10:55a] dreamer¤B¤ÇPØ wlks over to the Cold Room enters looking about and she emerges from the Cold Room with a basket of Cosian Wingfish...fumbles threw them...inspecting them…takes a clean paring knife and slices along each sides of fins...careful of the spines upon the dorsal fin.. jabs knife in and plucks out the liver carefully knowing its value.. places it into a small side bowl as she continues to the next and next fish…blows an arrant strand of hair from face as she works
[10:57a] dreamer¤B¤ÇPØ finishes the filets...places them all evenly upon a baking pan…sprinkles some mixed spices over and adds some fresh churned butter...then places the pan into the large brick baking space above the fire pit… letting the fish cook
[10:58a] dreamer¤B¤ÇPØ leaning low dreamer retrieves a flat pan, places some Bosk sausage upon it...cutting in small pieces and places it over the fires...adds some spices and onions...stirring it as it simmers….turns to the counter and begins cleaning the mushrooms…pops off the tops carefully and sets them upon a platter
[11:00a] dreamer¤B¤ÇPØ as the sausage finishes cooking...she spoons it carefully to fill the mushroom caps...adding adequate sausage to each...then sprinkles cheese over them...letting it melt…pulls the Wingfish from the baking space and places it beside the stuffed mushrooms...smiles contently
[11:02a] dreamer¤B¤ÇPØ she washes her hands then heads to the Cold Room and plucks her Masters Silver Tankard and fills it from the barrel of Ale on the way out she takes up a bowl of Ramsberry pudding she made last night
[11:05a] dreamer¤B¤ÇPØ she sets them to the counter chooses a tray and places the Tankard and bowl upon...she reaches for a platter and places 4 pieces of the Cooked Fish...and adds some stuffed Mushroom enough to fill the belly of a Free Man with a healthy apatite...she smiles and picks up the tray and goes into the Main Room and sets it beside her Masters seat...knowing he will be in in just a few minutes she rushes off to bathe quickly and look presentable she enters back just as her Master seats hisself
[11:09a] dreamer¤B¤ÇPØ she rushes her steps to make it to his furs and kneels before he settles back good enough thighs of silk bed the back of her small hands as the palms face up in offering back straight breasts up and out neck stretched showing she is His blue eyes look upon her Owner and a smile spreads on her face her long blonde brushing the heels of her feet as she kneels the thighs blossom for his entertainment
[11:10a] dreamer¤B¤ÇPØ : your Lunch Master may it nourish your body and bring a smile to your face as yours served you
Cosian Wingfish
Also known as songfish due to its whistling mating song; a tiny blue salt-water fish with 4 poisonous spines on its dorsal fin; found in the waters off Port Kar; its liver is considered a delicacy in Turia.
“”Now this,” Saphrar the merchant was telling me, “is the braised liver of the blue, four-spired Cosian Wingfish.” This fish is a tiny, delicate fish, blue, about the size of a tarn disk when curled in one’s hand; it has three or four slender spines in its dorsal fin, which are poisonous; it is capable of hurling itself from the water and, for brief distances, on its stiff pectoral fins, gliding through the air, usually to evade the smaller sea-tharlarions, which seem to be immune to the poison of the spines. This fish is also sometimes referred to as the songfish because, as a portion of its courtship rituals, the males and females thrust their heads from the water and utter a sort of whistling sound.” Nomads of Gor page 84-85
Mushrooms
“I am an Alar,” Hurtha explained. “Have a stuffed mushroom.” I pondered the likely prices of a stuffed mushroom in a black-market transaction in a war-torn district” Mercenaries of Gor