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Gil hasn't done this for a very long while and picks up the chalk with an indrawn breath. He wouldn't be doing it now except today is special, isn't it?
He consults his notepad and begins to write:
Dear Patrons of Milliways,
In honour of the day the kitchen staff is pleased to present a special St Patrick's Day Menu:
Irish Cheddar and Stout Fondue
Beef and Guinness Pie
Baked Cabbage with Bacon
and finally
Chocolate Guinness Goodness
...in addition to our usual choices.
We hope you enjoy it.
Milliways Kitchen
He draws a smiley faun to finish it off then puts the chalk back on the ledge.
He's tried the Chocolate Guinness Goodness. He had it for lunch.
He consults his notepad and begins to write:
Dear Patrons of Milliways,
In honour of the day the kitchen staff is pleased to present a special St Patrick's Day Menu:
Irish Cheddar and Stout Fondue
Beef and Guinness Pie
Baked Cabbage with Bacon
and finally
Chocolate Guinness Goodness
...in addition to our usual choices.
We hope you enjoy it.
Milliways Kitchen
He draws a smiley faun to finish it off then puts the chalk back on the ledge.
He's tried the Chocolate Guinness Goodness. He had it for lunch.
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Like the drinks, the food has interesting names that he cannot quite fathom.
"Greetings," he says to the faun.
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Pause.
"A real harp, that is; not beer."
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Pause.
"I would take the second one; it sounds nourishing and warming."
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While he has been speaking he has stroked the Bar and obtained a plate with a good-sized helping of pie with a nice dollop of colcannon at the side. He pushes t across the Bar and adds a knife and fok wrapped in a napkin.
"There you go," he says. "One Beef and Guinness Pie."
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He knows nothing of it all; so of course he would listen to one who does.
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And has been heated enough to have evaporated the alcohol so is eminently suitable for Milliways younger customers.
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"Can I try an order of that for dinner tonight?" Tyler asks hopefully. It sound better than what's being served in the cafeteria for dinner.
Hint: It has tofu.
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Because one can not go wrong with offering chocolate!
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There is a dish of fondue and triangles of lightly toasted bread and a knife and spoon wrapped in a napkin. Also there is a glass filled with dark, near black, chocolate mousse with a layer of creamy white on top. This has a very long spoon with it.
"Shall I help you carry it to your table?" Gil asks. "Or you can eat it here at the Bar."
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That trick with the Bar -never- gets old.
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But it's nice to see specials up again, and he thought he should check Gil's holding up all right.
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Shrug. "Someone brought the party to work after their friend fell down the stairs. Managed to make an entire beer keg explode in reception."
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"A whole keg," he said and takes a deep breath. "What a waste."
Guppy's Baked Cabbage appears, slightly crispy on top, succulently buttery inside and accompanied by soda bread to mop up the drips.
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"Ooh, lovely, thanks Gil. My cooking still isn't great, but I've learned how to make samosas. For a while I thought I might have custody of Ani so I tried to learn a bit more. It's not the same when you're cooking for someone else."
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He grins and says, "I haven't made samosas for a while. I'll have to have a go."
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