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vivala2024-09-01 05:33 pm
tisfinished) wrote in vivala2024-09-01 05:33 pm
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02 - Smoke-cured gravlax; citrus infused grog; hearty cod potage thickened with hardtack.
01: Smoke Em If You Got Em (ft Link)
The latest catch of seafood was abundant and the clear if cold weather on the local islands amenable: Senshi is going to smoke herring, cod and salmon, both as a practical way to extend the Fleet’s rations and to satisfy the curiosity of that adept fisherman Link at his request.
He’s already placed inch-thick fillets into barrels with water, salt, molasses, herbs and lemon slices, and is gathering the right kind of aromatic wood for the job - fist sized chunks of dry cherry, oak and applewood. The smokers, each larger than Senshi, squat in a protective layer of gravel.
“Alright, then,” he says. “Curious about how to smoke fish?”
02: Axes of the Dwarves
For all that he insists he is better in the back keeping everyone fed, Senshi has heard the rumblings of an Imp counterattack and knows he will have to defend himself. It’s not often you see the dwarf in the training halls and dojos of Flotsam, but he’s here now, practicing with his cleaver, his adamant shield/wok… and a bearded axe of simple construction, with a spike on the top and a hammer head in the back.
His expression and demeanor are uncharacteristically grim.
“Do folks need a sparring partner?” he’ll ask.
03: Where Everybody Knows Your Name
And, of course, there are always mouths to feed. But there’s a tension Senshi can’t quite rid himself of even as he works the job he loves so well, serving soup and small beer to all and sundry.
He serves himself last, and eats much more slowly than usual, staring into his drink. It’s clear that sonething weighty is on his mind.
The latest catch of seafood was abundant and the clear if cold weather on the local islands amenable: Senshi is going to smoke herring, cod and salmon, both as a practical way to extend the Fleet’s rations and to satisfy the curiosity of that adept fisherman Link at his request.
He’s already placed inch-thick fillets into barrels with water, salt, molasses, herbs and lemon slices, and is gathering the right kind of aromatic wood for the job - fist sized chunks of dry cherry, oak and applewood. The smokers, each larger than Senshi, squat in a protective layer of gravel.
“Alright, then,” he says. “Curious about how to smoke fish?”
02: Axes of the Dwarves
For all that he insists he is better in the back keeping everyone fed, Senshi has heard the rumblings of an Imp counterattack and knows he will have to defend himself. It’s not often you see the dwarf in the training halls and dojos of Flotsam, but he’s here now, practicing with his cleaver, his adamant shield/wok… and a bearded axe of simple construction, with a spike on the top and a hammer head in the back.
His expression and demeanor are uncharacteristically grim.
“Do folks need a sparring partner?” he’ll ask.
03: Where Everybody Knows Your Name
And, of course, there are always mouths to feed. But there’s a tension Senshi can’t quite rid himself of even as he works the job he loves so well, serving soup and small beer to all and sundry.
He serves himself last, and eats much more slowly than usual, staring into his drink. It’s clear that sonething weighty is on his mind.
Re: Nice!
Then he takes his own fillet, already half-cured, and then opens up the smoking hut and puts the fish onto a rack inside it.
“This thing’s the real trick,” he says, whacking the smoker door shut. “Keeps it wrapped in smoke and the heat from the smoke as long as we need it to, concentrating it inside. For this, we want low and slow, almost an entire day. Hotter works better for thicker, fattier cuts.”
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"A whole day?" he says, surprised. He's never cooked anything for that long.
But then, Link almost always is on the move. He's out and about, going places. Doing tasks, or following Zelda. He's rarely stayed in one spot long enough to let something cook for an entire day.
Maybe it's not such a surprise, that he's never smoked anything before.
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He pauses.
“I do it on days when I have other errands nearby, not so far that I can’t tend the fire. Like wood to chop or steels to hone.”
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Right now though, he stares at the smoking fish. What was he going to do right now? (A whole day?!)
He glances over towards Senshi, hoping he might have an answer. "...You need help?" Surely Senshi had some plans? Maybe Link could help with them.
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Well that sounds much more workable. At least if Link was ever going to do this again on his own sometime.
So Link shifts, turning his body towards Senshi in a gesture of attentiveness. Link's listening, Senshi - what do they have to do?