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''"To be edible, is to be possible to be consumed. And to be living, is to consume. Thus we find that the nature of the unliving is to be consumed. In fact, therefore, anything that is not living may be consumed - "''<ref>{{Citation|https://sunlesssea.gamepedia.com/Bandaged_Poissonnier|Increase your Hearts|Sunless Sea|}}</ref> | ''"To be edible, is to be possible to be consumed. And to be living, is to consume. Thus we find that the nature of the unliving is to be consumed. In fact, therefore, anything that is not living may be consumed - "''<ref>{{Citation|https://sunlesssea.gamepedia.com/Bandaged_Poissonnier|Increase your Hearts|Sunless Sea|}}</ref> | ||
[[File:Bandagedpoissonier.png|thumb|[[The Bandaged Poissonnier]]]] | [[File:Bandagedpoissonier.png|thumb|[[The Bandaged Poissonnier]]]] | ||
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 [[The Surface|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) or be imported by the upper class. | 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 [[The Surface|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) or be imported by the upper class. | ||
Nightmare-plagued individuals in the [[Parabola|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. | Nightmare-plagued individuals in the [[Parabola|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. | ||
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|Since greens are rather rare down here in the Neath, mushrooms and other fungi are often used as a substitute. Fungi can be made into spore-toffees, something resembling vegetables, or even wine. Of note are the delicious '''Mr Murgatroyd's Fungal Crackers.''' | |Since greens are rather rare down here in the Neath, mushrooms and other fungi are often used as a substitute. Fungi can be made into spore-toffees, something resembling vegetables, or even wine. Of note are the delicious '''Mr Murgatroyd's Fungal Crackers.''' | ||
But if you crave something more luxurious | But if you crave something more luxurious, we have those in plenty as well. Cooked according to the Apicius Club's secret recipes, we offer <strong>'Slippery Jack'</strong> - strips of dark brown fungus glistening with oil (don't let its plain look fool you - it tastes amazing),<ref>{{Citation|https://fallenlondon.wiki/wiki/%27Slippery_Jack%27|'Slippery Jack'|Fallen London|}}</ref> <strong>'Plums and Custard'</strong> - purple tops and bright yellow gills in a creamy white sauce (avoid eating too much though; these can be indigestive),<ref>{{Citation|https://fallenlondon.wiki/wiki/%E2%80%98Plums_and_Custard%E2%80%99|'Plums and Custard'|Fallen London|}}</ref> and <strong>'Golden Topper'</strong> - slender stalks and golden cups, lightly fried in a Greyfields sauce.<ref>{{Citation|https://fallenlondon.wiki/wiki/%E2%80%98Golden_Topper%E2%80%99|'Golden Topper'|Fallen London|}}</ref><ref>{{Citation|https://fallenlondon.wiki/wiki/A_gathering_of_gourmets|Gathering of gourmets|Fallen London|}}''"Each plate bears a label. Which will you try?"''</ref>[[File:Mushroom2.webp|thumb|101x101px|Peppercup. Very spicy]] | ||
If you | If you're looking for something bizarre and new, try '''Peppercaps'''. Those mushrooms are the only thing grown on Upper River farms, and they are as wild as the [[The Hinterlands|Hinterlands]] themselves. Approach them with corresponding caution: bite a small piece first, to know how spicy one you have really is. Just one of these can't poison you, but the hottest are... quite unpleasant. <ref>{{Citation|https://fallenlondon.wiki/wiki/Hand-picked_Peppercaps|Hand-picked Peppercaps|Fallen London|}}''"The Upper River farmlands grow these abundantly"''</ref> <ref>{{Citation|https://fallenlondon.wiki/wiki/A_preparation_for_the_stomach|A preparation for the stomach|Fallen London|}}''"you identify the most concentrated specimens..."''</ref> | ||
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===[[File:Boxmutedgrey.webp|52x52px]] Murgatroyd's Jellied Mushroom Cakes=== | ===[[File:Boxmutedgrey.webp|52x52px]] Murgatroyd's Jellied Mushroom Cakes=== | ||
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|The NEW INVENTION, delightful and astonishing - Murgatroyd's Jellied Mushroom Cakes<sup>Ⓒ</sup>! Deliciously flaky, gorgeously sweet, delicate layer of mushroom jam smeared on a cake, with special Murgatroyd's cream on top. And it totally has nothing in common with Murgatroyd's Fungal Crackers, even if it looks so, and mushroom is totally not | |The NEW INVENTION, delightful and astonishing - Murgatroyd's Jellied Mushroom Cakes<sup>Ⓒ</sup>! Deliciously flaky, gorgeously sweet, delicate layer of mushroom jam smeared on a cake, with special Murgatroyd's cream on top. And it totally has nothing in common with Murgatroyd's Fungal Crackers, even if it looks so, and the mushroom is totally not mold, even if it is furry. Claiming otherwise would bring down all 9 circles of [[The Echo Bazaar#The Sidestreets|Baseborn and Fowlingpiece's]] legal hell upon you. <ref>{{Citation|https://fallenlondon.wiki/wiki/Tin_of_Murgatroyd's_Jellied_Mushroom_Cakes|Tin of Murgatroyd's Jellied Mushroom Cakes|Fallen London|}}''"Deliciously flaky, gorgeously sweet."''</ref> | ||
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===[[File:Bread.webp|52x52px]] Incorruptible Biscuits === | ===[[File:Bread.webp|52x52px]] Incorruptible Biscuits === | ||
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| The magnificent creation of London's most sophisticated bakers. For | | The magnificent creation of London's most sophisticated bakers. For some reason, these biscuits simply can't go stale. Capricious gourmands could say that their taste is tolerable at best, but let's be honest: these are ''VINTAGE,'' just like your favorite wine. Our Incorruptible Biscuits might even predate the Fall! <ref>{{Citation|https://fallenlondon.wiki/wiki/Crate_of_Incorruptible_Biscuits|Crate of Incorruptible Biscuits|Fallen London|}}''"They never go off. Arguably they were never on."''</ref> | ||
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===[[File:heart.png|40px]] Meat=== | ===[[File:heart.png|40px]] Meat=== | ||
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| | |Well, actual human hearts aren't consumed down here (usually); even we have standards! Then again, the mystery meat that's peddled by [[The Masters of the Bazaar|Mr Hearts]] and some [[devils]] over at [[The Brass Embassy|Dante's Grill]] is quite suspect. | ||
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===[[File:Sausage.webp|52x52px]] Sausage About Which No One Complains=== | ===[[File:Sausage.webp|52x52px]] Sausage About Which No One Complains=== | ||
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|Exotic for Londoners, these sausages came a long way from [[the Hinterlands]], the hostile region between [[London]] and [[Hell]]. There are no animals to hunt, and yet those sausages are regularly produced and sold to locals. And their taste leaves everyone literally speechless. This has nothing to do with the box of mutersalt nearby. Rumors about strings and rat tails found within the sausage are entirely exaggerated | |Exotic for Londoners, these sausages came a long way from [[the Hinterlands]], the hostile region between [[London]] and [[Hell]]. There are no animals to hunt, and yet those sausages are regularly produced and sold to locals. And their taste leaves everyone literally speechless. This has nothing to do with the box of mutersalt nearby. Rumors about strings and rat tails found within the sausage are entirely exaggerated. Just ask anyone who's tried it!<ref>{{Citation|https://fallenlondon.wiki/wiki/Sausage_About_Which_No_One_Complains|Sausage About Which No One Complains|Fallen London|}}''"You'll never hear a word spoken against it."''</ref> | ||
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===[[File:Teachipped.png|40px]] Jasmine Tea === | ===[[File:Teachipped.png|40px]] Jasmine Tea === | ||
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|Tea is common in the Neath. But this tea is not | |Tea is common in the Neath. But this tea is not the ordinary stuff that street vendors offer to the undemanding public. Only the finest and the highest quality tea leaves are used to brew ''our'' magnificent tea. Our shipper says that the jasmine was gathered in [[the Elder Continent]] itself! ...Or did he say [[the Surface]]? Regardless of origin, it is the best and most remarkable tea you could find here. <ref>{{Citation|https://fallenlondon.wiki/wiki/Jasmine_Leaves|Jasmine Tea|Fallen London|}}''"A jealously-guarded blend."''</ref> Except for... | ||
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"To be edible, is to be possible to be consumed. And to be living, is to consume. Thus we find that the nature of the unliving is to be consumed. In fact, therefore, anything that is not living may be consumed - "[1]
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) or be imported by the upper class.
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.
But there's no need to worry about unreality; for now, 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 here in the Neath, mushrooms and other fungi are often used as a substitute. Fungi can be made into spore-toffees, something resembling vegetables, or even wine. Of note are the delicious Mr Murgatroyd's Fungal Crackers.
But if you crave something more luxurious, we have those in plenty as well. Cooked according to the Apicius Club's secret recipes, we offer 'Slippery Jack' - strips of dark brown fungus glistening with oil (don't let its plain look fool you - it tastes amazing),[2] 'Plums and Custard' - purple tops and bright yellow gills in a creamy white sauce (avoid eating too much though; these can be indigestive),[3] and 'Golden Topper' - slender stalks and golden cups, lightly fried in a Greyfields sauce.[4][5] If you're looking for something bizarre and new, try Peppercaps. Those mushrooms are the only thing grown on Upper River farms, and they are as wild as the Hinterlands themselves. Approach them with corresponding caution: bite a small piece first, to know how spicy one you have really is. Just one of these can't poison you, but the hottest are... quite unpleasant. [6] [7] | ||
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| The NEW INVENTION, delightful and astonishing - Murgatroyd's Jellied Mushroom CakesⒸ! Deliciously flaky, gorgeously sweet, delicate layer of mushroom jam smeared on a cake, with special Murgatroyd's cream on top. And it totally has nothing in common with Murgatroyd's Fungal Crackers, even if it looks so, and the mushroom is totally not mold, even if it is furry. Claiming otherwise would bring down all 9 circles of Baseborn and Fowlingpiece's legal hell upon you. [8] | ||
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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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| A rather unusual type of apple from the Elder Continent, which still provides satiety despite its unimpressive and earthy taste. It has a strengthening effect on body, will, and spirit, but can be detrimental in situations of uncertainty, or in very large quantities. After all, the strengthening is literal, and can make one rather... stony. | ||
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| A somewhat different variety of cherry, solacefruit are parasitic fruit that grow on trees in the Wisp-Ways. Best eaten in small quantities, as eating larger amounts of this fruit is one of the nicest ways to die. | ||
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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[9]. | ||
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| The magnificent creation of London's most sophisticated bakers. For some reason, these biscuits simply can't go stale. Capricious gourmands could say that their taste is tolerable at best, but let's be honest: these are VINTAGE, just like your favorite wine. Our Incorruptible Biscuits might even predate the Fall! [10] | ||
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| Well, actual human hearts aren't consumed down here (usually); even we have standards! 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 Mrs 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 (though her pies still, somehow, keep for weeks). Don't say that 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. | ||
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| Gathered from the Pale Wastes, mutersalt tastes like clean air and crystallized ginger. It's been used by several famous (or merely lavish) chefs of the Neath, like the Brisk Campaigner and the Bandaged Poissonnier, but it's also useful to Urchins like Slivvy. It can paralyze one's vocal cords if consumed, and stings like Hell's nettles if it gets in your eyes. | ||
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| Exotic for Londoners, these sausages came a long way from the Hinterlands, the hostile region between London and Hell. There are no animals to hunt, and yet those sausages are regularly produced and sold to locals. And their taste leaves everyone literally speechless. This has nothing to do with the box of mutersalt nearby. Rumors about strings and rat tails found within the sausage are entirely exaggerated. Just ask anyone who's tried it![11] | ||
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| Hungry for something exotic, are we? I suppose it's worth bringing up "Tyrant's Treat," then. We swear it's healthy. No, it's not rotten; the shipment from Whither came just this morning. Hold your breath, and then take a bite. I'll put a bucket right here, in case of, ah, unforeseen troubles. The janitor already has so much work to do. [12] | ||
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| This highly toxic hybrid fruit grows only from a single tree in Parabola. Don't eat the pips. Or the green bits. Or the zest. Eat only the part of the fruit that isn't angry about things that happened while it was still a flower. That's the only safe part. | ||
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| "WHOSO THIRSTETH AND DRINKETH OF THIS, SO SHALL HE NEVER DIE."
Ah, the drink of immortality. What's that? 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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| A coveted brew of caffeine that acts a powerful, and one might even say explosive, restorative. The Leopard loves this in particular. Coffee lovers in Vienna are also quite fond of it. Don't tell them it's brewed from bat guano, though; that's just another of Mr Wines' jokes... [13] | ||
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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 its own, though we aren't held accountable for the things you may do under their influence.
Airag is a valuable Fourth City beverage, made of fermented mares' milk, and tomb-colonists drink something called dustwine that's said to taste like roses and make one's mind flip itself over.[14] That being said, it's more like a dust than a liquid. | ||
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| Tea is common in the Neath. But this tea is not the ordinary stuff that street vendors offer to the undemanding public. Only the finest and the highest quality tea leaves are used to brew our magnificent tea. Our shipper says that the jasmine was gathered in the Elder Continent itself! ...Or did he say the Surface? Regardless of origin, it is the best and most remarkable tea you could find here. [15] Except for... | ||
File:Letheantea.png Lethean Tea | ||
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| This is a very special tea, said to be steeped in the waters of the river Lethe. It has an amnesic effect... so would anyone recall how it tastes?[16] | ||
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References
- ↑ Increase your Hearts, Sunless Sea
- ↑ 'Slippery Jack', Fallen London
- ↑ 'Plums and Custard', Fallen London
- ↑ 'Golden Topper', Fallen London
- ↑ Gathering of gourmets, Fallen London "Each plate bears a label. Which will you try?"
- ↑ Hand-picked Peppercaps, Fallen London "The Upper River farmlands grow these abundantly"
- ↑ A preparation for the stomach, Fallen London "you identify the most concentrated specimens..."
- ↑ Tin of Murgatroyd's Jellied Mushroom Cakes, Fallen London "Deliciously flaky, gorgeously sweet."
- ↑ A Recipe for Zzoup, Fallen London "Winewound chanterelles, exile's rose, paprika..."
- ↑ Crate of Incorruptible Biscuits, Fallen London "They never go off. Arguably they were never on."
- ↑ Sausage About Which No One Complains, Fallen London "You'll never hear a word spoken against it."
- ↑ 'Try something mysterious', Sunless Sea "What exactly is 'tyrant's treat'? "
- ↑ 'Darkdrop_Coffee', Fallen London "Musky! Explosive! "
- ↑ Cup of Dustwine, Fallen London "Addles the brain. Tastes like roses"
- ↑ Jasmine Tea, Fallen London "A jealously-guarded blend."
- ↑ Lethean Tea, Fallen London "These dusky purplish leaves have been steeped in the water of Lethe."
