This is my absolute favorite time of year. I think I’ve touched on this a few times before, but up until about April of this year, I spent the previous three or four years of my life homeless and scrounging for food on the streets of Silvermoon (and eventually Brill, Org and before Jaina and had her flunkies wake me up at 3am with a wand in my face and lots of screaming, Dalaran).
But one thing I could always count on was Pilgrim’s Bounty. There was always so much food. Just everywhere, beautiful, delicious, limitless food and no one looked at me funny for eating as much as I could literally stomach or more than ‘my fair share’. I was just another person appreciating the fruits of the harvest and the hard work of all the chefs. Continue reading “Pilgrim’s Bounty Week: Wetlands Cranberry Chutney”