khaybee made sausage gravy and we ate well.Just now made 4,000 words on Green this morning, to 25,500.
danjite coached the_child on her cello and khaybee built a lamp for me at the same time.Tonight I'm going to the INK meeting, courtesy of an invitation from
cscole. Tomorrow my parents hit town, and we'll have a wee celebration.Meanwhile, here's a bit more WIP from Green.
"What if it is eaten raw, or poorly cooked?"
She gave me a long look. "A person could become quite ill, or even perish."
It had never occurred to me that food could be a weapon. "So it is harmful?"
Mistress Tirelle put down her earth pear and dried her hands. "Girl, your question runs ahead of your learning, but I will answer it nonetheless. Everything can do harm. The oils we use for frying would ruin your digestion. If I made you eat salt until you gorged, you would die of thirst soon after. Some herbs, or things that resemble herbs, can kill as a small pinch of powder."
"Then this art is like all the others I study." I waved the earth pear in my hand to point around the great kitchen. "It is not that I should cook. It is that I should know cooking so well that I can see when someone is trying to poison me with salt or bad oils or the powder of killing herbs."
