So if you remember back a whole week and a half, we made Green Bean Casserole. And the most important, most difficult part of that recipe was the fried onions. Why was it difficult? Was it because of the frying? No that was surprisingly easy. Was it because of the battering? I mean, I fucked it up, but no, not at all.
No no. The hardest part was not eating it all. Oh by the Light it was so good. And every few minutes I’d think “Oh just one more won’t hurt. There’s plenty. I have to make sure it’s not poison after all.”
And eventually, while (presumably) not poison, the fried onions became less for the recipe and more to sate your growing addiction.
EDIT – Updated with Gnomish measurements as well as Goblin. Sorry, I learned with Goblin.
So this one is a little later than I wanted it to be? Why? Because yesterday was Hallow’s End. Oh my Light, I’ve never experienced a Hallow’s End before — well. I mean. I kinda had? But it was mostly running in fear from the people acting weird and suddenly there’s a fucking Horseman??
I could go on and on about Hallow’s End — and maybe I will! But for now, my apologies for the lateness. Apparently they weren’t joking when they said if you ate too much candy you’d get sick.
But what I actually wanted to talk about was this. I call it Lordaeron Surprise.
I’m so tired of potions right now. And I’m tired of being useless and stuck in bed. I’m getting better, it doesn’t hurt as much and I can get up and walk around but I’m supposed to stay down for as long as I can stand it.
It’s getting hard to stand it.
But this morning… This morning I discovered something magical. And potentially illegal.
So a trip close to home introduced me to a new recipe, Pink Mana-Tea. This stuff is delicious, but damn if it isn’t an ordeal to make. I spoke with Matron Faelra Daete’tiirn and her bodyguard, Vanaste Glannath and they tell me that the proper word is ‘ritual’. Whatever, ‘ordeal’ ‘ritual’ – semantics, this thing is a bitch to make. The end result is worth it though.