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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. | | 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. |
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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 Greyfield sauce.[4][5] |
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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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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 (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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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. |
Beverages
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I say! Does this look like Veilgarden to you?
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A coveted brew of caffeine that acts a powerful restorative. The Leopard loves this in particular. Coffee lovers in Vienna are also quite fond of it. |
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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.
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 your mind flip itself over.[6] 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 your ordinary tea 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 meant the Surface? Regardless of origin, it is the best and most remarkable tea you could find here. Except for... |
File:Letheantea.png Lethean Tea | ||
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This is a 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. |
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Less strange, but terribly expensive tea in London made from this coral that glimmers as if moonlit. Also it's used for marvellous jewellery and an analogue of tobacco snuff. |
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?"
- ↑ Cup of Dustwine, Fallen London "Addles the brain. Tastes like roses"