Serve up the (dish)

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From: A Kitchen for Artists

[See table below]

Description summary:
The description changes according to the level of Current Culinary Concoction

Concoction	Title	Description
1	Sharply Flavoured Pickle, As Yet Unpoisoned	Sharply flavoured pickle of onion and other vegetables, suitable as a condiment in all sorts of applications. Its vinegary potency would hide almost any poison.
5	Jet-Black Pickle Relish Dosed with Hillchanger Scorpion Venom	Bread. Boiled egg. And a deep brown, heavily spiced pickle relish, blackly gleaming with the most discriminating of poisons.
7	Envenomed Pickles Suspended in Venison Aspic, Dosed with Mr Spices' Private Drug	Artistically-arranged segments of bone, each filled with quivering gelatin encasing a treasure of Neathy pickles.
20	An Enticing Fungal Pâté	Chopped mushroom in three kinds, mixed with venison marrow and pressed into a mould, then served with a garnish of boiled egg and something that looks a bit green.
23	A Platter of Mixed Charcuterie	Chunky slices of cured sausage. Wafers of ham, from which almost all the tinny after-taste has been successfully abstracted. Rich potted marrow.
25	A Tower of Fungal Pâté Flambé	An architectural folly sculpted out of fungal pâté, encrusted with sautéd mushrooms, covered in absinthe and set alight. Purple-blue flames jump up from the edible bonfire, and hopefully not onto a tablecloth.
50	Vibrantly Peppery Fish Broth	A deep-hued peppery fish broth studded with fresh (not canned!) peppercaps. A dish to warm the ribcage from the inside.
53	Caducean Zzoup, with Gunpowder and Sickly Rose	A furious Zzoup that resents the time the Devils wandered in Parabola, and resents Hell, and resents the Brass Embassy. Every bite explodes with concentrated fury.
55	Shark Bouillabaisse with Croutons	Hot enough to scar, with a faint resinous aftertaste; garnished with teeth.
57	Culinary Tribute to the Sea of Spines	Salty and savoury, it tastes of things that were good for you when you were a far simpler creature.
100	Dark-Dewed Cherry Liqueur	A shade lighter than port, smelling of the Elder Continent, served in a thistle-shaped glass.
103	Sparkling Solacefruit Royale	Deep pinkish-red, swiftly bubbling. In a glass, it sounds like distant laughter. It dispels fear and anaesthetises before a change.
105	Solacefruit Champagne Sorbet	Deep pinkish-red, swiftly bubbling. In a glass, it sounds like distant laughter. It dispels fear and anaesthetises before a change.
200	Self-Reflective Tapenade of Parabolan Orange-Apple	A chunky relish of chopped fruit and Concentrate of Self. It would pair well with meat or fungus; it will inevitably call you to mind. Unwise to serve to ex-lovers.
203	Sour Pickle of Parabolan Orange-Apple and Vinegar	Sour and spice-brown, but with segments of orange-apple still clearly distinct in the mixture. It is a very strong and self-assured flavour.
206	Orange-Apple Jam spiked with Muscaria Brandy	Almost black in colour, tasting like a flash of spice and then a numbing absence. You have trained yourself sufficiently to eat it without danger. Someone else would find the preparation fatal.
209	Marmalade of Parabolan Orange-Apple, Honey, and Roseate Attar	A perfumed composition that speaks of pale orange evenings and a palm fronds. Best served in cosmogone lamp-light.
300	Curatorial Cocktail	It is sweet and sour, with a spike of overwhelming bitterness that comes up about half a second through tasting, and does not linger. They will never truly appreciate this.
400	Parabolan Taper-nut Cake	A round yellow cake made for one, filled with candied taper-nut paste and decorated with hatched white icing. A treat, neither decadent nor dainty.

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Game Instructions: The higher the luxury level of your trains, the more your clientele will tip for their dinner. This option is now paid entirely in Hinterland Scrip.

Unlocked with Current Culinary Concoction

Success

A Preparation Well-Received

Out in the dining room, [Languor Level] await their meal: [Passenger]; [Balmoral Visitor]; [Local Worker].

[Diners' Reaction]

Description summary:
The diner varies with several Airs qualities. The beginning of the paragraph varies with a currently unknown quality, the first diner depends on Airs of Passengers, the second diner is a visitor from Balmoral, and the third diner is a local from Factory VIII. The second paragraph depends on Current Culinary Concoction.

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Airs of Passengers	Passenger
0	a person in a dove-grey suit
1001 - 1029	a lady in a blue gown
1030 - 1049	a gentleman in a grey silk waistcoat
1050 - 1059	a Rubbery man in fawn-coloured gloves
1060 - 1064	a Gondolier of upper rank with the uniform to prove it
1065 - 1069	an agent of the Bazaar
1070 - 1079	a judge from the Evenlode
1080 - 1089	a friend of the Veteran Privy Counsellor
1090 - 1099	a very bureaucratic-looking man
1100 - 1109	a woman dressed in Bohemian style but very expensive fabrics
1110 - 1119	a man with a briefcase covered with Correspondence sigils
1120 - 1124	a man in a very thick fur coat
1125 - 1129	a woman with a mink stole
1130	a determined Baroness with a hand-stamped letter of recommendation to the gates of Hell
2001 - 2049	a mushroom-farmer
2050 - 2059	a Rubbery man dressed for the factory
2060 - 2069	a down-at-heels ex-Gondolier
2070 - 2074	an escapee from the prisons of the Evenlode
2075 - 2136	a speechless woman with a lamp affixed to her hand
3001 - 3009	a scholar in Benthic robes
3010 - 3024	a palaeontologist (bag of tools uncouthly on the table)
3025 - 3049	a scholar in Summerset robes
3050 - 3059	a scholar of Rubbery linguistics
3060 - 3064	a professor interested in the sociology of the Gondoliers
3065 - 3069	an archaeologist investigating the Sere Palace
3070 - 3130	a legal scholar of the Evenlode
4001 - 4009	a determined-looking Tracklayer
4010 - 4019	a Tracklayer wearing the insignia of the Prehistoricists
4020 - 4049	a solicitor employed by the Tracklayers' Union
4050 - 4059	a Rubbery man in a Tracklayer's uniform
4060 - 4069	a Tracklayer recruited from the Gondoliers
4070 - 4079	a burly Tracklayer
4080 - 4089	a wiry Tracklayer
4090 - 4099	a scrawny Tracklayer
4100 - 4109	a Tracklayer with a book of psalms
4110 - 4119	a Tracklayer with thick protective boots
4120 - 4129	a Tracklayer who hasn't bothered removing her helmet
4130 - 4137	a Tracklayer in fire-proof gloves
5001 - 5009	a vicar
5010 - 5024	a deacon
5025 - 5039	a rector
5040 - 5049	a lay preacher
5050 - 5059	a lay theologist translating the Bible to Rubbery speech
5060 - 5069	the vicar-sailor of the floating Church of Saint Barbara
5070 - 5079	a prison chaplain
5080 - 5089	a dour-looking rector
5090 - 5099	a factory chaplain
5100 - 5109	a lay preacher of the Church in the Wild
5110 - 5119	a Church historian
5120 - 5124	a monk in black robes
5125 - 5129	a Follower of the Anchoress
5130 - 5138	a militant preacher against devils
10001 - 10009	a sardonic-looking Devil
10010 - 10019	a grim-looking Devil
10020 - 10029	a glum Deviless
10030 - 10049	a smug Deviless
10050 - 10059	an expert in Rubbery souls
10060 - 10130	one of the regulars of the Fiddler's Scarlet

Airs of Balmoral	Balmoral Visitor
1-14	a man in a kilt
15-24	a girl with a pistol tucked in her sash
25-34	a young Scotsman
35-49	a young Scotswoman
50-74	an ageing portrait-painter
75-89	a woman in a blue and grey tartan sash
90-100	a landscape painter

Airs of VIII	Local Worker
1-4	a former employee of Mr Pages
5-14	a former employee of Mr Fires
15-19	a former employee of Mr Apples
21-24	a former employee of Mr Veils
25-29	a former employee of Mr Cups
30-34	a former employee of Mr Mirrors
35-36	a former employee of Mr Spices
38-39	a former employee of Mr Stones
40-44	a former employee of Mr Mirrors
45-49	a former employee of Mr Iron
51-59	a laboratory worker with stained fingernails
60-67	the head porter for the factory
70-79	a lab worker who reminds you of an ex-student
80-89	a lab worker with a pet rat in her pocket
91-96	a balding lab worker
98-100	a hirsute lab worker

Current Culinary Concoction	Diners' Reaction
5, 20, 23, 50, 53, 55, 57, 100, 200, 203, 206, 209	The diners eat in silence, perhaps too awed by your concoction to make any remark. But they pay as richly as their purses will allow.
1 - Sharply Flavoured Pickle, As Yet Unpoisoned	The diners eat in silence, teeth crunching, eyes streaming with tears. They require three times the usual quantity of water and wine to wash it away with. No one complains, but the pleasures of the meal leave them looking rather sapped.
7 - Envenomed Pickles Suspended in Venison Aspic, Dosed with Mr Spices' Private Drug	They carefully slip their spoons into the bones, digging out quivering lumps of translucent aspic. Lips smack. Conversation slows. Someone is gently snoring, still holding a glass of lager.
25 - A Tower of Fungal Pâté Flambé	The lights in the dining room are dimmed for effect; some clap merrily as the flames rise from the mountain of pâté. When they abate, the entire thing is coated in a burnished glaze of reduced absinthe; dreamy smiles follow.
103 - Sparkling Solacefruit Royale	They watch you approach with the bubbling glasses; their eyes are wide, like very ill patients watching the nurse draw near with their dose. Some of them do try to savour the drink, but every one of them looks sad when the glass is empty.
105 - Solacefruit Champagne Sorbet	The diners eat, and wonder, and lick their spoons. Their eyes are full of dreams, the consolation of the other-world that might have been, where they achieved all their aims, and none of their counsels went wrong.
300 - Curatorial Cocktail	They stare into the coupe glasses full of dark liquid, watching it sparkle. They sip, and smile. Conversation brightens in the dining room. They are altogether more self-assured, more themselves. Hungrier, but not for food.
400 - Parabolan Taper-nut Cake	The diners eat eagerly. There's a murmur of surprise and recognition. "Isn't there a tea room that serves these?" "No; but there ought to be?" They try to order seconds, but you explain that the trick cannot be repeated on the same evening.

•  You've gained ( Value / 50) + Luxuries x Hinterland Scrip
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