[He's very much not wrong. Jaskier purses his lips only a bit. He often does not mention it, considering there are plenty of detractors who would adore the idea of claiming his fame comes from his fortune.] Yes, well. Expense was not something we worried about much in those days.
[Honestly, food is a wonderful topic. Jaskier is very largely a fan of it, and has greater experience in the variety of cuisines the Continent has to offer than most, simply from his travels, his stays and inns and taverns and royal banquets.
He'd much rather share recipes than. Think of many other things.
Vanilla. That's it!]
Oh, fuck, what was I thinking? I could've been selling vanilla this whole time. [And here he'd been growing shit like rosemary and verbena. Easy sells for potion makers, but vanilla -- a rare ingredient this sphere might not even have.] You know, you only need ask. All this practice the last month, a potato is hardly the most impressive thing I can grow.
[And caraway. He's certainly heard of its seeds, but it's been quite a while, if ever, that he's seen the plant. And that brings to mind: can the magic grow something he's never seen? Or hardly remembers?] I can certainly try for both.
[Perhaps if he sees them in the Horizon...]
Well, of course. Most of them are. Beef and onion was a personal favorite. Or pork, if you prefer. Sprinkled with a bit of cheese.
[Now he's nearly homesick for them. As much as he enjoys the variety of new sweetrolls here, it... what he wouldn't do for a nice plate of pierogi with a bottle of ruby-red Est Est. Truly indulgent.]
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[Honestly, food is a wonderful topic. Jaskier is very largely a fan of it, and has greater experience in the variety of cuisines the Continent has to offer than most, simply from his travels, his stays and inns and taverns and royal banquets.
He'd much rather share recipes than. Think of many other things.
Vanilla. That's it!]
Oh, fuck, what was I thinking? I could've been selling vanilla this whole time. [And here he'd been growing shit like rosemary and verbena. Easy sells for potion makers, but vanilla -- a rare ingredient this sphere might not even have.] You know, you only need ask. All this practice the last month, a potato is hardly the most impressive thing I can grow.
[And caraway. He's certainly heard of its seeds, but it's been quite a while, if ever, that he's seen the plant. And that brings to mind: can the magic grow something he's never seen? Or hardly remembers?] I can certainly try for both.
[Perhaps if he sees them in the Horizon...]
Well, of course. Most of them are. Beef and onion was a personal favorite. Or pork, if you prefer. Sprinkled with a bit of cheese.
[Now he's nearly homesick for them. As much as he enjoys the variety of new sweetrolls here, it... what he wouldn't do for a nice plate of pierogi with a bottle of ruby-red Est Est. Truly indulgent.]