A wedding happens once a lifetime for most, never for some and several times for others. Unlike birth and death - things that assuredly happen only once, marriage was fickle in comparison but no less happy for it. Exotic flowers were being imported from the north: radiant blooms from the fringe of Wind Country in the fiery colors that would remind one of a sunset. Exotic china hand painted by no less than a hundred child laborers... erm slaves... eh 'aspiring artists.' Weddings are also a source of confusion for some, an eye for detail is of course the most important thing -- it is truly sad how most cannot tell the difference between ecru and beige. This is of course the event that defines the common man from the gentle man. A string quartet would play the wedding march and a rather fast-fingered group of men playing their Stradivarius' would entertain at the reception. Everything would be perfect, but the most important aspect of these celebratory proceedings would be entrusted to one man.
The man was more a legend than a celebrity. There were rumors once that the man's pastries prevented a war between two great families -- a single bite into the saccharine, fruit-filled treat enlightened the pair of hardened man and they put aside their differences. They remain friends to this day. Onigri apparently runs a mobile Ramen stand, the best Ramen in the village or at least the best mobile ramen because one would have to realize he is the only mobile Ramen vendor. In any case, perhaps the rumors were just that... hearsay and innuendo, but the sources of this information were rarely wrong. The information came from knitting circles with groups of married and widowed women in Soons and Sora, allegedly the best spot to glean any form of intelligence because women and rumors can beat the speed of light when it comes to the transmission of data.
Food is an artform -- only the finest and freshest ingredients will do and again what better reason to employ a shinobi to not only procure the necessary ingredients but them with his skilled hands give these exquisite materials the attention that they deserve. There was talk about finding a chef in Tea or perhaps even Moon but the sushi from Tea and the delightful foreign flavors of Moon seemed too much for the desert palate. This wedding between the Daimyo's daughter and the Otokage was not only an act to demonstrate a beautiful union between the two great nations but this wedding should demonstrate this as well. A mix of the near and far. Spices from Tea would arrive later this day in great, water-tight boxes. The meat and vegetables would come from Wind Country's vast desert. Locally sourced fruits, vegetables and meats were a new fad but something could be said with finding the freshest and best the country has to offer as a point of pride.
So this cook. A legend among culinarians would be contacted via messenger crow.
Most of these items have already been procured. Sandstriders have been domesticated long ago and are set to be slaughtered this morning. The shrimp were being fished from Soons Harbor. The cactus for the salad needed to be harvested and the sandworm still needs to be captured and cooked. Thankfully a baby worm would do for even a feast as large as this, but still a troublesome endeavor but it is the rarest and most expensive cut of meat in the country and a wedding is always about needless finery.
Onigiri Shefu
The man was more a legend than a celebrity. There were rumors once that the man's pastries prevented a war between two great families -- a single bite into the saccharine, fruit-filled treat enlightened the pair of hardened man and they put aside their differences. They remain friends to this day. Onigri apparently runs a mobile Ramen stand, the best Ramen in the village or at least the best mobile ramen because one would have to realize he is the only mobile Ramen vendor. In any case, perhaps the rumors were just that... hearsay and innuendo, but the sources of this information were rarely wrong. The information came from knitting circles with groups of married and widowed women in Soons and Sora, allegedly the best spot to glean any form of intelligence because women and rumors can beat the speed of light when it comes to the transmission of data.
Food is an artform -- only the finest and freshest ingredients will do and again what better reason to employ a shinobi to not only procure the necessary ingredients but them with his skilled hands give these exquisite materials the attention that they deserve. There was talk about finding a chef in Tea or perhaps even Moon but the sushi from Tea and the delightful foreign flavors of Moon seemed too much for the desert palate. This wedding between the Daimyo's daughter and the Otokage was not only an act to demonstrate a beautiful union between the two great nations but this wedding should demonstrate this as well. A mix of the near and far. Spices from Tea would arrive later this day in great, water-tight boxes. The meat and vegetables would come from Wind Country's vast desert. Locally sourced fruits, vegetables and meats were a new fad but something could be said with finding the freshest and best the country has to offer as a point of pride.
So this cook. A legend among culinarians would be contacted via messenger crow.
[b said:The Letter[/b]"][col]Menu|
Hors d'oeuvres
Sandstrider Crostini with Lemony Fennel Slaw
Mango Shrimp in Endive Leaves
Salad
Cubed Cactus Salad in a spicy desert rose infused vinaigrette
Main Course
Sandworm Steak cooked over a wood fire crusted in herbs
Desert
Lemon layered cake with mango cream frosting[/col]
Most of these items have already been procured. Sandstriders have been domesticated long ago and are set to be slaughtered this morning. The shrimp were being fished from Soons Harbor. The cactus for the salad needed to be harvested and the sandworm still needs to be captured and cooked. Thankfully a baby worm would do for even a feast as large as this, but still a troublesome endeavor but it is the rarest and most expensive cut of meat in the country and a wedding is always about needless finery.