Dr. Hannibal Lecter tends bar

[cook_the_rude]

It may even be that Dr. Hannibal Lecter volunteered to take over from the bar today.

In any case, he is standing behind the bar now, in an apron and with rolled-up sleeves, serving drinks and food. His specials board is eclectic and European, somewhat like himself.

Drinks

2012 Grüner Veltliner (Lower Austria)
2011 Schiava Gentile (Alto Adige)
2010 Prosecco Valdobbiadene (Treviso)

Budweiser Budvar (Czech Republic)
Rubarb Juice Spritzer

Food

Mixed Salad with Pumpkin Seed Oil and Speck d'Alto Adige
Lamb Carpaccio
Cream of Pumpkin Soup
Blueberry Marinated Salmon with New Potatoes and Lemon Hollandaise
Iced Coffee with Dulce de Leche

[[meta: as always, nothing in this food is people. people are only fed people on request. thank you!]]

Comments

[cook_the_rude]

"Since the early stages of the Neolithic Revolution," the man says. "Before that, we hunted and ate wild boar."

[fairy_fixit]

"Neolithic... something to do with new stone?"

[cook_the_rude]

"Younger stone age," the man says. "The historical period when my world invented agriculture, domesticated animals other than dogs, and built its first more complex communities."

[fairy_fixit]

She thinks a bit. "You are from the human homeworld, then, aren't you? It's called Terra, correct?"

[cook_the_rude]

"We call it earth, but yes," the man says.

[fairy_fixit]

"I wonder why the humans on my world forgot that pork was actually edible and tasty, then. Well, not on my world, on Gielinor. It is not as if pigs and boars don't exist there. They probably followed the humans there."

[cook_the_rude]

"I should serve the next customer," the man says. "I hope you'll enjoy your food."

[fairy_fixit]

"Ok, Thank you!" she says before her next mouthful.

[cook_the_rude]

The man then moves on to serve a bald-headed, bearded patron.-