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[[File:Bandagedpoissonier.png|thumb|Our food is delicious | [[File:Bandagedpoissonier.png|thumb|Our food is delicious - just ask our cook! ]]With the Sun blocked off by a mile of dirt, the Neath has developed its own cuisine of delicacies and comestibles that are both similar and different from their Surface counterparts. Good Surface-food is in high demand down here and is considered a luxury; it can be harvested in [[Aestival]] (good luck making it there though). Feel free to browse our menu of the Neath's Finest!__forcetoc__ | ||
==The Neath's Finest== | ==The Neath's Finest== | ||
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===[[File:heart.png|40px]] Meat=== | ===[[File:heart.png|40px]] Meat=== | ||
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|Okay, actual human hearts aren't consumed down here | |Okay, actual human hearts aren't consumed down here; even we have standards ([[Mr Eaten|the nerve of some people]])! Then again, the mystery meat that's peddled by [[The Masters of the Bazaar|Mr Hearts]] and some [[devils]] over at Dante's Grill is quite suspect. | ||
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|According to [[Mrs Plenty's Carnival|Madame Plenty]]: ''"Alarming beasts dredged up from the Unterzee, hit on the head, chopped up and fried in batter. Two hours from trawler to newspaper wrapping. Luvverly. No Rubbery Man content whatever. Guaranteed by Mr Hearts, so it is."'' | |According to [[Mrs Plenty's Carnival|Madame Plenty]]: ''"Alarming beasts dredged up from the Unterzee, hit on the head, chopped up and fried in batter. Two hours from trawler to newspaper wrapping. Luvverly. No Rubbery Man content whatever. Guaranteed by Mr Hearts, so it is."'' | ||
Plenty's rubbery lumps are pale imitations of the [[Flukes|genuine stuff]] over at [[Mutton Island]] | Plenty's rubbery lumps are pale imitations of the [[Flukes|genuine stuff]] over at [[Mutton Island|Mutton Island.]] Don't tell it to her face though. | ||
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===[[File:Honey.png|40px]] Prisoner's Honey=== | ===[[File:Honey.png|40px]] Prisoner's Honey=== | ||
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|What is this, [[Veilgarden]]? | |What is this, [[Veilgarden]]? ''Main Article: [[Prisoner's Honey]]'' | ||
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Revision as of 05:14, 1 June 2019
With the Sun blocked off by a mile of dirt, the Neath has developed its own cuisine of delicacies and comestibles that are both similar and different from their Surface counterparts. Good Surface-food is in high demand down here and is considered a luxury; it can be harvested in Aestival (good luck making it there though). Feel free to browse our menu of the Neath's Finest!
The Neath's Finest
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| Since greens are rather rare down in the Neath, mushrooms and other fungi are used instead. They're often made into spore-toffee, something resembling vegetables, or even wine. Of note are the delicious Mr Murgatroyd's Fungal Crackers | ||
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| Fresh fruit in the Neath! These restorative beauties are harvested from the Elder Continent. They can be used to brew liqueurs; the Capering Relicker loves them. | ||
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| Zzoup is the preferred food among zailors. The colour: old blood on snow. The taste: paprika, mushrooms, irony. The recipe: winewound chanterelles, exile's rose, paprika, pork stock, lament-onions, hanged men's tears, and some salt. | ||
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| Okay, actual human hearts aren't consumed down here; even we have standards (the nerve of some people)! Then again, the mystery meat that's peddled by Mr Hearts and some devils over at Dante's Grill is quite suspect. | ||
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| According to Madame Plenty: "Alarming beasts dredged up from the Unterzee, hit on the head, chopped up and fried in batter. Two hours from trawler to newspaper wrapping. Luvverly. No Rubbery Man content whatever. Guaranteed by Mr Hearts, so it is."
Plenty's rubbery lumps are pale imitations of the genuine stuff over at Mutton Island. Don't tell it to her face though. | ||
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| A group of commissioned zailors bring us their latest catches from the Unterzee. Is it edible? You should probably ask them. | ||
Drinkables
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| "WHOSO THIRSTETH AND DRINKETH OF THIS, SO SHALL HE NEVER DIE."
You want our Firkin of Hesperidean Cider? That'll be 160000.00 Echoes, thank you. You can sample a small sip though. | ||
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| What is this, Veilgarden? Main Article: Prisoner's Honey | ||
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| A coveted brew of caffeine that acts a powerful restorative. The Leopard loves this in particular. | ||
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| The Neath has many, many, varieties of alcoholic drinks. The most popular are the Greyfields mushroom wines. Mr Wines also made a few drinks of his own, though we aren't held accountable for the things you may do under their influence. | ||
File:Letheantea.png Tea | ||
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| Tea is common in Fallen London. But this is very special tea: it's been steeped in the waters of the river Lethe. It'll make you lose your memory, or just abandon your current path in life. | ||
Nightmare-plagued individuals in the Mirror-Marches may be tempted by somewhat, well, nightmarish fruit: decadent, Surface-fruit-like plums, grapes, and cherries. Yum... until you choke on an expanding grapeseed. Or gorge on plums for an entire day, your hunger never sated.
