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!
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.
Dark-Dewed Cherries
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.
Zzoup
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.
Meat
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.
Rubbery Lumps
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.
Zeefood
A group of commissioned zailors bring us their latest catches from the Unterzee. Is it edible? You should probably ask them.
Mutersalt
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.
Beverages
Hesperidean Cider
"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.
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.
Hard Drinks
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. Tomb-colonists drink something called dustwine. And quite tellingly, for a certain forbidden rite involving a devoured master, you'll need to brew beer from maize. But you wouldn't want to do that.
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.
Scintillack
Less strange, but terribly expensive tea in London made from this coral that glimmers as if moonlit. Also it uses for marvellous jewellery and analogue of tobacco snuff.
Hungry for something exotic, are we? "Tyrant's treat": a famos snack from northen regions, healthy and tonic. No, it is not rotten, shipment from Whither came just today morning. It is its usual smell. A little advice before you started: hold breath, and only then take a bite. Also, I will put a bucket right here, in case of unforseen troubles. Janator already has a lot of work to do.
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.
