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First Day, part 9: Dinner with Strenata [1 Trandary 4261]

As you recall, the arrangement was that I buy Seeks-Inihithre Strenata a roast fish and name it Inihithre.

It was quickly decided on the way there -- there being of course Tamvaus -- that all the dishes at dinner were in fact famous or important cities, or, to be unduly technical, named after such. Which lead to the following table at table, enscribbled on the back of Seeks-Inihithre's nametag

Comestable	City	Commentary
Shellfish Custard Appetizer	Tauvane	The second city, after Inihithre
Raw Chub-Beetle Flesh in Butter Side Dish	Calanchia	The seat of an important, but doomed, empire of a couple thousand years ago
Porridge with Cyanberry Sauce Side Dish	Drchmaer	The first city on Choinxeia, destroyed by cyarr; still buried, but Glikkonen lives there. I've never been.
Sprats with Offirrah and Arhoolie Side Dish	Oorah Thrassen	Ghirbis mentioned to the owner that I was fond of offirrah, so they made this for me as a special side dish. By means of sprinkling offirrah on the usual "Sprats with Arhoolie" side dish. It's fearsome and mighty, and can incinerate cyarr at sixty feet, which I suppose is the point of Yistreian cooking in general. (Addendum: No, I'm thinking Choinxeia. Yistreia doesn't have a cyarr problem, does it?)
Grilled Mhorhy	Inihithre	I managed to get the waiter to write "Inihithre" on a little flag on a little toothpick stuck in the flank of the fish -- do fish have flanks? -- when it came to the table. Strenata squealed!
Annular noodles in cream sauce with liver, bacon, and chiffonade of arhoolie	Nestrune Kreslink	Sythyry: Um ... Seeks? Nestrune isn't a city. He's a Rassimel. Strenata:Oh, I'm very sorry to hear that. [She knows him as well as I do.] Sythyry:Well, if a grilled mhorhy can be a city, so can Nestrune. He is, in any case, sufficiently full of himself to populate a city. Strenata: [much giggling]

The various cities were duly demolished. Strenata and I had to share the eating of Nestrune Kreslink; there was too much of him for me.

Which lead to desserts.

Strenata: I'm too full to eat a town, much less another city!

Sythyry: How about a god, then? It is First Day, after all.

Strenata: Just the thing. Waiter, bring me a small bowl of your compote of dried prens, and name it Virid, if you please.

Orren Waiter: [Doesn't blink] One creation god for you, O Orren. And for you, O Zi Ri?

Sythyry: I'd like the chilled cream soup, in a chalice not a bowl if you please.

Strenata: Name it 'Merklundum Harnipsundum the Dog who Killed a Fish'

Orren Waiter: [Doesn't blink]. One chilled cream soup, in a chalice, named after the water god. Would you like any other deities?

Strenata: No, thank you.

Orren Waiter: We do have the Star-Serpent on the menu today, which I believe is manifested in the form of candied ginger flavored with pondygreen. Also, the chef got to the market early enough to acquire the discipline of music before the temples could -- you may have wondered why their choir was so dreadful today; you need look no further than the chef of Tamvaus -- and it has been reduced to a sweet syrup flavored with cassowary. Could I interest either of you wonderful deiphages in either of these important natural phenomena?

Strenata:[collapses in giggling]

Sythyry:[Manages to look serious] A bit of the star-serpent sprinkled on Merklundum would be excellent.

Orren Waiter:[Walks back towards the kitchen. At the door, he calls out in the style of less respectable establishments:] Hey, cook! One Herethroy-maker, one wet puppy in a chalice, chopped snakey on top, for table Sh!

Rassimel Chef:Darkwell, what shoutments are you now shouting? You are not meaning! [Kitchen door closes behind Orren Waiter while Rassimel Chef is still shouting.]

The tip for this meal was very, very large. And afterwards, back at my home, there was a certain amount of distinctly nervous kissing and tailtwining on the couch, until Havune and sixteen thousand Cani showed up.

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First Day, part 9: Dinner with Strenata [1 Trandary 4261]

As you recall, the arrangement was that I buy Seeks-Inihithre Strenata a roast fish and name it Inihithre.

It was quickly decided on the way there -- there being of course Tamvaus -- that all the dishes at dinner were in fact famous or important cities, or, to be unduly technical, named after such. Which lead to the following table at table, enscribbled on the back of Seeks-Inihithre's nametag

Comestable	City	Commentary
Shellfish Custard Appetizer	Tauvane	The second city, after Inihithre
Raw Chub-Beetle Flesh in Butter Side Dish	Calanchia	The seat of an important, but doomed, empire of a couple thousand years ago
Porridge with Cyanberry Sauce Side Dish	Drchmaer	The first city on Choinxeia, destroyed by cyarr; still buried, but Glikkonen lives there. I've never been.
Sprats with Offirrah and Arhoolie Side Dish	Oorah Thrassen	Ghirbis mentioned to the owner that I was fond of offirrah, so they made this for me as a special side dish. By means of sprinkling offirrah on the usual "Sprats with Arhoolie" side dish. It's fearsome and mighty, and can incinerate cyarr at sixty feet, which I suppose is the point of Yistreian cooking in general. (Addendum: No, I'm thinking Choinxeia. Yistreia doesn't have a cyarr problem, does it?)
Grilled Mhorhy	Inihithre	I managed to get the waiter to write "Inihithre" on a little flag on a little toothpick stuck in the flank of the fish -- do fish have flanks? -- when it came to the table. Strenata squealed!
Annular noodles in cream sauce with liver, bacon, and chiffonade of arhoolie	Nestrune Kreslink	Sythyry: Um ... Seeks? Nestrune isn't a city. He's a Rassimel. Strenata:Oh, I'm very sorry to hear that. [She knows him as well as I do.] Sythyry:Well, if a grilled mhorhy can be a city, so can Nestrune. He is, in any case, sufficiently full of himself to populate a city. Strenata: [much giggling]

The various cities were duly demolished. Strenata and I had to share the eating of Nestrune Kreslink; there was too much of him for me.

Which lead to desserts.

Strenata: I'm too full to eat a town, much less another city!

Sythyry: How about a god, then? It is First Day, after all.

Strenata: Just the thing. Waiter, bring me a small bowl of your compote of dried prens, and name it Virid, if you please.

Orren Waiter: [Doesn't blink] One creation god for you, O Orren. And for you, O Zi Ri?

Sythyry: I'd like the chilled cream soup, in a chalice not a bowl if you please.

Strenata: Name it 'Merklundum Harnipsundum the Dog who Killed a Fish'

Orren Waiter: [Doesn't blink]. One chilled cream soup, in a chalice, named after the water god. Would you like any other deities?

Strenata: No, thank you.

Orren Waiter: We do have the Star-Serpent on the menu today, which I believe is manifested in the form of candied ginger flavored with pondygreen. Also, the chef got to the market early enough to acquire the discipline of music before the temples could -- you may have wondered why their choir was so dreadful today; you need look no further than the chef of Tamvaus -- and it has been reduced to a sweet syrup flavored with cassowary. Could I interest either of you wonderful deiphages in either of these important natural phenomena?

Strenata:[collapses in giggling]

Sythyry:[Manages to look serious] A bit of the star-serpent sprinkled on Merklundum would be excellent.

Orren Waiter:[Walks back towards the kitchen. At the door, he calls out in the style of less respectable establishments:] Hey, cook! One Herethroy-maker, one wet puppy in a chalice, chopped snakey on top, for table Sh!

Rassimel Chef:Darkwell, what shoutments are you now shouting? You are not meaning! [Kitchen door closes behind Orren Waiter while Rassimel Chef is still shouting.]

The tip for this meal was very, very large. And afterwards, back at my home, there was a certain amount of distinctly nervous kissing and tailtwining on the couch, until Havune and sixteen thousand Cani showed up.

OOC: Grilled Fish.

OOC: Grilled Fish

The last entry in Sythyry’s journal featured very importantly a grilled fish. This was slightly real-life flavored. I, too, have been craving grilled fish.

beetiger and I went out on our regularly-scheduled Friday night nice dinner of delight and happiness, this time at a fun Korean place called Kalbi House. (It is not the place that Tamvaus is modelled after.) I was whiffling about wanting grilled fish on the way there. However, Kalbi House doesn't have any grilled fish options that are shareable with a pregnant woman. She offered to go somewhere else instead, but I wanted all the amazing Korean side dishes more than a grilled fish.

Korean restaurants generally come with a pile of little side dishes. Kim chi (spicy pickled cabbage), shredded daikon radish in vinegar, seaweed salad, sweet black beans, barbeque potatoes, macaroni salad with Japanese crabstick … there are dozens of possibilities, and the restaurants do half a dozen each evening. Kalbi House often has a special featured side dish, brought to your table in mid-meal. Last time it was fresh kim chi, before it fermented, and it was really neat to do the side-by-side comparison.

Tonight's was grilled fish.

Named Inihithre.

(Well, we named it ourselves. beetiger had named the grilled beef "Milwaukee". The side dishes were anonymous.)

It was a pike-mackerel: a little pointy-beaked fish about a foot long and not very thick, grilled with lemon and salt maybe. Nothing terribly fancy. But very very fun, after I had been hoping for grilled fish.

I was stunned and delighted.

I am beginning to wonder if some gods or other are reading my livejournal, though.

OOC: Grilled Fish.

OOC: Grilled Fish

The last entry in Sythyry’s journal featured very importantly a grilled fish. This was slightly real-life flavored. I, too, have been craving grilled fish.

beetiger and I went out on our regularly-scheduled Friday night nice dinner of delight and happiness, this time at a fun Korean place called Kalbi House. (It is not the place that Tamvaus is modelled after.) I was whiffling about wanting grilled fish on the way there. However, Kalbi House doesn't have any grilled fish options that are shareable with a pregnant woman. She offered to go somewhere else instead, but I wanted all the amazing Korean side dishes more than a grilled fish.

Korean restaurants generally come with a pile of little side dishes. Kim chi (spicy pickled cabbage), shredded daikon radish in vinegar, seaweed salad, sweet black beans, barbeque potatoes, macaroni salad with Japanese crabstick … there are dozens of possibilities, and the restaurants do half a dozen each evening. Kalbi House often has a special featured side dish, brought to your table in mid-meal. Last time it was fresh kim chi, before it fermented, and it was really neat to do the side-by-side comparison.

Tonight's was grilled fish.

Named Inihithre.

(Well, we named it ourselves. beetiger had named the grilled beef "Milwaukee". The side dishes were anonymous.)

It was a pike-mackerel: a little pointy-beaked fish about a foot long and not very thick, grilled with lemon and salt maybe. Nothing terribly fancy. But very very fun, after I had been hoping for grilled fish.

I was stunned and delighted.

I am beginning to wonder if some gods or other are reading my livejournal, though.