Mm-mm, close but not quite. Imagine... Hm. A head of lettuce the size of a small house with tentacles, a mouth full of teeth, eyes, and a very foul odor that'll stick with you for days if you get hit with it. I've had it a few ways but frying it was, uh... Let's say it just about tasted about as good as it smelled.
[ AKA not good at all. Roche's nose wrinkles at the memory of it, his eyes following the motion of Del's hand. Easy does itβ Not too fast, nowβ ]
The rest of the menu isn't nearly as off, I promise you that much. They've got a damn good soup that I try to pick up at least once a week and the rolls they serve with it is much better than any gold they could serve.
[ There's a pause and a quiet gasp from someone off to his right when the stack of cards barely moves, but it doesn't fall. Even Roche lets out a breath he hadn't known he was holding, and leans closer as if he means to peek over the top. ]
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[ AKA not good at all. Roche's nose wrinkles at the memory of it, his eyes following the motion of Del's hand. Easy does itβ Not too fast, nowβ ]
The rest of the menu isn't nearly as off, I promise you that much. They've got a damn good soup that I try to pick up at least once a week and the rolls they serve with it is much better than any gold they could serve.
[ There's a pause and a quiet gasp from someone off to his right when the stack of cards barely moves, but it doesn't fall. Even Roche lets out a breath he hadn't known he was holding, and leans closer as if he means to peek over the top. ]
What'd you get this time?