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Bêthberry · 09-18-2002, 02:23 PM

Not far into the Forest, someone saw an old signpost newly painted. And an enticing announcement of the party fare. Much excited pushing and shoving ensued as the crowd sought to read the notice. Finally, one of the elders in attendance, Ioreth, all the way from the Halls of Healing at the White City, called for quiet. I shall read it aloud to you, she said, if you will all just step back a bit. The murmuring and pushing receded. Ioreth began,

Well, of course, it starts with fresh greens. These seem a bit predictable. Mixed greens with radishes, warm 'tater salad, apple and walnut salad, carrot and raisin salad Here a slight cheer went up. eight bean salad, chilled asparagus, and cucumbers with dill. That's a fair bit of fibre.

Then there's chicken and leek pies and Mobray pies and Stilton cheese and herb pies.Quite a murmur of interest went through the crowd at that news.

Ah, we're to have dishes of vegetables, too. Baked mushrooms with sausage meat, cabbage cooked with bacon, pepper and butternut squashes, cauliflower, corn on the cob, roasted potatoes.

At this point, an impatient voice was raised. What's to drink? Ioreth nodded agreement that this was significant and waved her hand to assure the crowd they would be pleased.

It says here, ginger mead and cider, a modest number of ales and lagers, wine, watermelon and strawberry punch, lemonade, and tea. And wait, there's some small print: No coffee. A groan met this news but it was quickly swallowed up by laughter.

Ioreth continued. The main dish is beef, roasted on a spit, and lamb skewers with tomatoes and mushrooms. We're to have breads white and brown, rye, and buttermilk bannock.

This is all too healthy, called another voice from the crowd. What's for treat? What're the sweets? The crowd took up a chant of Treats, sweets. Treats, sweets.

Ioreth looked back at the Notice and sighed. No chocolate. No cheesecake. Groans of disappointment ran through the crowd.

But we do get apple barley pudding, raspberry fool, and fruit pies galore--peach, cherry, buckleberry, rhubarb and strawberry, blueberry. And fresh fruit as well. And cherry meringues and hermit cookies.

Ioreth's voice was growing dry by this time. A young whip yelled out, Well, what are we waiting for? Let's find the Glade.

There was no disagreement with that sentiment. Everyone took to the road posthaste, but the route was narrow and slow going. The crowd tended to stretch out and many went off in other directions, seeking faster routes.

[ September 19, 2002: Message edited by: Bethberry ]

09-18-2002, 02:23 PM	#3
Bêthberry Cryptic Aura Join Date: May 2002 Posts: 6,003	Not far into the Forest, someone saw an old signpost newly painted. And an enticing announcement of the party fare. Much excited pushing and shoving ensued as the crowd sought to read the notice. Finally, one of the elders in attendance, Ioreth, all the way from the Halls of Healing at the White City, called for quiet. I shall read it aloud to you, she said, if you will all just step back a bit. The murmuring and pushing receded. Ioreth began, Well, of course, it starts with fresh greens. These seem a bit predictable. Mixed greens with radishes, warm 'tater salad, apple and walnut salad, carrot and raisin salad Here a slight cheer went up. eight bean salad, chilled asparagus, and cucumbers with dill. That's a fair bit of fibre. Then there's chicken and leek pies and Mobray pies and Stilton cheese and herb pies.Quite a murmur of interest went through the crowd at that news. Ah, we're to have dishes of vegetables, too. Baked mushrooms with sausage meat, cabbage cooked with bacon, pepper and butternut squashes, cauliflower, corn on the cob, roasted potatoes. At this point, an impatient voice was raised. What's to drink? Ioreth nodded agreement that this was significant and waved her hand to assure the crowd they would be pleased. It says here, ginger mead and cider, a modest number of ales and lagers, wine, watermelon and strawberry punch, lemonade, and tea. And wait, there's some small print: No coffee. A groan met this news but it was quickly swallowed up by laughter. Ioreth continued. The main dish is beef, roasted on a spit, and lamb skewers with tomatoes and mushrooms. We're to have breads white and brown, rye, and buttermilk bannock. This is all too healthy, called another voice from the crowd. What's for treat? What're the sweets? The crowd took up a chant of Treats, sweets. Treats, sweets. Ioreth looked back at the Notice and sighed. No chocolate. No cheesecake. Groans of disappointment ran through the crowd. But we do get apple barley pudding, raspberry fool, and fruit pies galore--peach, cherry, buckleberry, rhubarb and strawberry, blueberry. And fresh fruit as well. And cherry meringues and hermit cookies. Ioreth's voice was growing dry by this time. A young whip yelled out, Well, what are we waiting for? Let's find the Glade. There was no disagreement with that sentiment. Everyone took to the road posthaste, but the route was narrow and slow going. The crowd tended to stretch out and many went off in other directions, seeking faster routes. [ September 19, 2002: Message edited by: Bethberry ] __________________ I’ll sing his roots off. I’ll sing a wind up and blow leaf and branch away.