{ "_meta": { "internalCopies": [ "recipeFluff" ] }, "recipeFluff": [ { "name": "\"Orc\" Bacon", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "No, it isn't made from orcs\u2014but for orcs. Half-orcs find this delectable snack quite to their taste, as do the goliaths of Eberron and a few game humans and halflings. It is said that a half-orc named Mazmorras was the first to discover this pungent recipe for cured pork strips, which you can practically taste from twenty yards away. Sometimes called \"the Pork of Gruumsh,\" orcs flavor it with black pepper and garlic; a halfling might instead smooth off the edge with some maple syrup. Experienced adventuring parties venturing into orc lands know that dropping a bundle of bacon can throw pursuers off their trail, and orcs have even been known to barter with humans who carry it. For best results, try using Thayan Doomvault Swine Run pork\u2014it has the right potency." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HF/108_Newm_9781984858900_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "width": 1759, "height": 1988, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian" } ] }, { "name": "Almond Brandy", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "The exact recipe for Almond Brandy is a closely guarded secret of the Moonshae Isles. According to one tabaxi thief who came close to stealing the recipe and barely escaped the islands with her life, the fundamentals include sweet almond liqueur blended with strong grape brandy, cut with a little lime for sharpness and a dash of bitters for depth.", "Given the importance that Madame Rosene places on authenticity for everything in her museum, her adoption of this recipe in the Driftwood Tavern might be an endorsement of its authenticity. It's also quite likely that the drink sells well to tourists and that regulars also enjoy the bittersweet flavor!" ] }, { "name": "Amphail Braised Beef", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "The Dessarin Valley region of Faerûn offers far more than fertile land and majestic sunsets (and wandering monsters). It's also home to some of the finest cattle farming in all Toril. This succulent, slow-cooked beef chuck roast, inspired by a popular regional recipe that originated with the Oglyntyr family in the village of Amphail, is prepared with cider, pear, and ginger\u2014all of which help to activate the full flavor of the meat. The ginger offers the dish a pleasing warmth and an unexpected nuance, more than an overt gingery flavor, while the fermented hard pear cider provides a touch of residual sweetness, albeit dry and earthy. Don't fret, if you can't track down hard pear cider (sometimes called \"perry\"), then apple will do just fine! Roasted sweet potatoes or winter squash make a savory accompaniment and taste wonderful with a ladle or two of sweet au jus." ] }, { "name": "Arkhan the Cruel's Flame-Roasted Halfling Chili", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "Meat for the meat god! Understandably, the preparation of halfling is frowned upon in many realms, but their consumption is an important part of dragonborn cuisine. However, this recipe is rumored to be the personal one of Arkhan the Cruel, notorious disciple of the five-headed dragon goddess, Tiamat, and thus worthy of inclusion. You won't catch this ferocious and cunning Oathbreaker Paladin eating anything less than the finest halfling flesh in his chili, but the spices work wonderfully with any meat substitute you choose\u2014in this instance, spicy ground turkey, or abyssal chicken, which is simmered for hours with kidney beans, allspice, cloves, cayenne, and a Vecna's handful of cocoa powder. This filling meat sauce can be consumed by the bowl or scooped on top of other beast (meat) or noodles." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HF/107_Newm_9781984858900_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "width": 1759, "height": 1989, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian" } ] }, { "name": "Astral Plane", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "A group of young scribes studying under the archmage Sylvira Savikas were sent on a search in the outer planes to recover a disintegrating tome stored in a room that had become disconnected from the keep. While out on their mission, the scribes saw colors in the outer plane that they had never seen before. Overcome by a manic need to capture the experience, the young scribes rushed back to the Hearth to compare notes. Soon they were taking turns devising drinks from the bottles behind the bar that might capture the colors that haunted their minds. They were never truly able to re-create that dance of light and magic, but they agreed that the flavor of this cocktail came closest to the way the colors of the astral plane felt." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/PaF/026.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1632, "height": 2121 }, { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/PaF/015.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1631, "height": 2121 } ] }, { "name": "Bacon-Wrapped Smoked Mussels", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "Sigil's lively marketplaces are brimming with strange, fresh meats and fish imported from across the greater multiverse. These expansive emporiums are an overwhelming explosion of scents, textures, colors, and flavors, not only making them a chef's dream but a breeding ground for new culinary ideas. Bacon-Wrapped Smoked Mussels is one such intrinsically Sigil meal on offer in many of the city's six wards. While the combination of pork and mollusk might seem unusual, this atypical culinary marriage is what makes the meal uniquely Sigil. An inspired combination of surf and turf, this dish has made its way across the multiverse as far as the Cutlass of Luskan on Toril, where fresh mussels are harvested in droves from the Sea of Swords, while the cured bacon is brought in almost daily from Mirabar via the River Mirar." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HFFotM/125_NEWM_9781984861313_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1759, "height": 1988 } ] }, { "name": "Baldurian Tonic", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "The great adventurer {@creature Minsc and Boo!|MaBJoV|Minsc the Mighty and his companion animal, Boo, a miniature giant space hamster}, are hailed as heroes across the Sword Coast for the many times they saved people from horrifying threats. In recognition of their great deeds, they are gifted food, drink, and other pleasures wherever they go\u2014something that the naïve Minsc assumes is an everyday experience for everyone.", "When Minsc came to the Hissing Stones early in the fifteenth century, Merilyn Allaryr gave him the venue's specialty on the house, a restorative Baldurian tonic. Minsc did not get even one sip of the sweet, zesty drink before a cry from the streets called him back into action. He did not return, and within days, Minsc and Boo were lost and feared dead. Merilyn kept Minsc's drink untouched on the bar, and with a touch of magic, the tonic did not lose a single bubble over the ensuing decades. None were allowed to disturb it. Merilyn believed that Minsc would return, and she wanted the drink to be there for him when he did.", "Almost seventy years later, the prediction proved true. The petrification spell that had turned Minsc and Boo into statues was finally lifted. Minsc stepped back into the Hissing Stones and found his drink there waiting for him. It is not clear if he knew how long he had been gone." ] }, { "name": "Bangers and Smash", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "Nothing makes a dwarf stand quite so tall in the morning as a breakfast platter steaming with sausages and smashed baby potatoes. These traditional sausages are sheet pan\u2013baked with succulent tomatoes that soak up the juices and practically polymorph into a meat themselves. Dwarven smiths are known to keep their bangers and smash warm all morning in an iron skillet that rests atop their furnace, so they can plunge a fork into it and satisfy their appetites without straying too far from their duties." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HF/076_Newm_9781984858900_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "width": 1759, "height": 1989, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian" } ] }, { "name": "Barovian Butterscotch Pudding", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "After a delectable wolf steak, some buttery garlic bread, and a few glasses of Red Dragon Crush wine, nothing satisfies the sweet tooth like the Blue Water Inn's famous Barovian butterscotch pudding. This dish is as sweet and smooth as a tall chalice of owlbear milk. But a few pieces of advice for those who seek to traverse the ghostly mists of Barovia to dine in their establishments: (1) return home before nightfall, especially during the full moon; (2) don't spend the night at Castle Ravenloft, no matter how much the host wants you to stay; and (3) avoid dream pies and Purple Grapemash No. 3 by the Wizard of Wines vineyard at all costs!" ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HF/117_Newm_9781984858900_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "width": 1759, "height": 1988, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian" } ] }, { "name": "Barovian Garlic Bread", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "This buttery bread, served in both loaf and knot form, is ever-present in the taverns and inns dotting the misty (and eerie) Barovian countryside. While it's not uncommon for wayward travelers to get the cold shoulder from reclusive and suspicious denizens, inns such as the Blue Water will at least offer a warm basket of this local treat to well-mannered and paying patrons. It is important to note that although garlic is a flavorful and inspired touch, it is not indigenous to the region. You'll find this pungent bread pairs nicely with a main of medium-rare wolf steak and a glass of Wizard of Wines' Champagne du le Stomp or Red Dragon Crush, but avoid the {@recipe Purple Grapemash No. 3|HFFotM} at all costs." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HFFotM/107_NEWM_9781984861313_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1759, "height": 1989 } ] }, { "name": "Beauty Mark", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "The servers at the Mask have a sterling reputation\u2014they are attentive, intelligent, and graceful. They are also anonymous. Whatever their species, whatever their gender, all servers dress in sheer black and wear bespoke masks to disguise their faces. The servers also wear amulets that protect them from mind-reading and mind-control. All of this anonymity makes these servers appear especially trustworthy to any guests looking for confidantes to speak to or perhaps to spend a few hours with in one of the private rooms.", "On one occasion a guest insisted to his friends that he had identified one of the servers by a beauty mark on her neck. When he looked again, the beauty mark had moved to another server, then to all the servers, then to none of them. The Beauty Mark cocktail serves as a gentle reminder to guests that they must respect the servers' privacy just as much as the servers respect theirs." ] }, { "name": "Bee Well", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "The path from the Yawning Portal to the Undermountain is not one only reserved for adventurers. Sometimes things from the Undermountain try to come up, as was the case when a swarm of giant bees buzzed out of the shadows seemingly ready to slaughter the patrons. The patrons drew swords to defend themselves before the halfling druid Blossom Snobeedle stepped forward and calmed both sides of the potential conflict.", "Snobeedle, an elder member of the wilderness protectors known as the Emerald Enclave, recognized that the creatures were acting in distress and not anger. By accident or mischief, something had transformed ordinary bees into these daunting giants. Blossom did not have power enough to turn them all back, so she ventured into the Undermountain herself, sought out the queen of the hive, and transformed her back to her normal size. The other bees of the hive magically followed suit, instantly ending the threat to Waterdeep.", "Blossom Snobeedle found the bees a new home at the Snobeedle Orchard and Meadery in Undercliff, just beyond the city walls. The mead from the meadery became the key ingredient in a Bee Well, a delicious cocktail that combines the beauty and bounty of nature with a sour sting." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/PaF/099.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1632, "height": 2121 } ] }, { "name": "Beer Bread", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "Many eateries across the multiverse claim to have the best beer-bread recipe, but Fortune's Wheel, an upscale canteen in Sigil's aristocratic Lady's Ward, really does. Any bread with beer in the dough is considered a beer bread, and the results are usually as middling as the common brew. However, this recipe from Fortune's Wheel yields a moist and chewy loaf that is bound to become a mealtime staple on any dinner table. Different types of beer yield distinctive flavors of bread and, depending on the varietal, it may even add leavening to the baking process, changing the ultimate density of the loaf. But regardless of the beer you choose (the Fortune's Wheel uses a dark, dry stout), it's all about the quality of the batter." ] }, { "name": "Beluir Poached Salmon", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "Known as the unofficial capital of the former halfling nation of Luiren, Beluir was well regarded for its friendly folk, its strategic port location, and, of course, its food. The city's proximity to forests, rich farmland, and the sea made it an obvious destination for chefs and diners from across the Realms. And few dishes stood out more than Beluir's famous poached salmon. Available at virtually any eating house in town, the most traditional preparation came from the Friendly Burrow tavern, which created a mouthwatering spread, comprising both fresh and smoked salmon, herbs, cream cheese, and a touch of cayenne, served atop a baguette with a sprinkle of capers. If you couldn't get into the Friendly Burrow (it was always packed), the Cold Duck Inn made a worthy representation, and they even had rooms for rent that could accommodate \"tall folk\" guests who needed a rest after all that dining. While Luiren is no more, this famous dish can still be found on board various halfling-crewed spelljammers who commandeered this dish as their own." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HFFotM/089_NEWM_9781984861313_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1759, "height": 1988 } ] }, { "name": "Bitter Black", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "For those who return from the Undermountain, a {@recipe Pieglass|PaF} may be raised. For those that do not, there is the Bitter Black. This blend of stout, syrup, and dark coffee is as bitter and black as its name and as bitter and black as the mood of those who leave friends or loved ones behind beneath the mountain. There is a cruel uncertainty when no members of an adventuring party return through the portal: Could they still be alive? Have they found some other way out? There is an equally cruel certainty when only some of a party return with news that they saw their friends devoured by spiders, drowned in the Slitherswamp, or torn to pieces by {@creature werebat|WDMM|goblin werebats}.", "There is no dollop of ice cream in a pint glass for the tired and traumatized survivors of such an experience. They have stared into the bitter black, and all they can hope to do is to take strength from it." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/PaF/097.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 2312, "height": 1497 } ] }, { "name": "Black Lotus Root", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "There is one curriculum rarely discussed at Strixhaven University\u2014feasting. But with offerings at the school's refectories as eclectic as its student body, aspiring mages from across the multiverse are exposed to exotic, colorful, and delicious meals to keep their learning minds inspired. At the Bow's End Tavern, a popular campus eatery, one culinary rite of passage is the pickled Black Lotus Root. This earthy yet tangy treat is an addictive nibble, notorious for turning the tongues of those who eat it purple. First years often flash their lilac tongues on campus like a badge of courage. Notably, Black Lotus Root pairs well with nearly any of the colorful (and alchemical) concoctions on tap." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HFFotM/090_NEWM_9781984861313_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1759, "height": 1988 } ] }, { "name": "Black Pudding", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "No, not that black pudding! Eating real monsters is precarious play. Sure, some are considered delicacies and host to exquisite flavors of unimaginable complexity, but most are full of toxins and poisons that simply aren't worth the risk, to say nothing of what it takes to actually capture and kill your dinner. Inspired by one of those nasty dungeon-dwelling beasties and based on a goblin dish called \"elf pudding\" (you don't want to know), this traditional coffee and chocolate mousse is sure to satisfy even the most discerning dwarven palate. This dense caffeinated dessert is known to keep dwarves working their forges until the wee hours. Eat it before it eats you!" ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HF/087_Newm_9781984858900_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "width": 1759, "height": 1989, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian" } ] }, { "name": "Blood of Vol", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "In the military nation of Karnath, the faith known as the Blood of Vol symbolizes the inherent divinity within all people, stressing the power and comfort of the bonds that we form in this life. Exactly how the name of that religion became attached to this Eberron dish is a bit obscure\u2014but the first bite you take will send divine strength coursing through your veins. The egg base is chock-full of sausage, onions, bell peppers, and enough spices to purify the soul\u2014or in some cases, make you feel the flames of damnation, if there is such a thing. Some establishments serve this with an absolutely scorching amount of pepper, and its devotees settle for nothing less." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HFFotM/095_NEWM_9781984861313_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1759, "height": 1988 } ] }, { "name": "Boar Hock Soup", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "Whether you make boar hock soup at the hearth of a cozy inn or on the campfire after the hunt, it is a meal unto itself. Like traditional bone-based soups, this version was originally created to let no part of a boar go wasted\u2014in this case, the hock, or lower leg. But in times of plenty, you can still find soups filled with generous chunks of boar and without any bones to speak of. The genius of this recipe is in its recognition that boar is best complemented by a classic, creamy potato-leek soup. Brimming with whatever other veggies and spices you can get your hands on\u2014even chestnuts are great in the mix\u2014it is a savory, hearty celebration of the bounty of nature. Perfect for a cold, windy night." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HFFotM/068_NEWM_9781984861313_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1759, "height": 1988 } ] }, { "name": "Brackleberry Jam", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "Brackleberry Jam is the Cormyrean moniker for a spread made from a medley of freshly foraged wild berries\u2014one that has earned notoriety throughout the multiverse. While the Cormyr version utilizes strawberries, raspberries, blackberries, gooseberries, and even currants, all iterations of this well-traveled recipe call for fresh blueberries and sugar to properly flavor the mixture. A spritz of lemon and a dash of salt help to not only preserve the mash for canning but brighten the overall experience on the palette. Brackleberry Jam is as common as butter in the forest-heavy country of Cormyr, where its topography and climate yield an abundance of seasonal berries so plentiful they colorfully adorn the region's roads and trails. This jam spreads well on almost any warm loaf or muffin. In the Feywild, the berries are not only more bountiful but also more flavorful, resulting in an exquisite local variety of Brackleberry Jam." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HFFotM/142_NEWM_9781984861313_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1759, "height": 1988 } ] }, { "name": "Braised Lamb", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "This rustic recipe for braised lamb is inspired by the culinary traditions of the Minmax half-orcs, a reclusive tribe that hails from the outskirts of Vaasa in the desolate Cold Lands of northeast Faerûn. They are known for extreme proficiency in combat, but mediocrity (or less) in just about everything else. Although several orc elders live among Minmax people serving as healers, shamans, and storytellers, the clan, led by the fearsome and wise Kalatuur Minmax, has embraced an atypical approach to food and politics. Similarly, their palate ranges greatly, from subtler human fare such as fish, cheese, and bread to the orcish desire for big-game meat. But this schism yields unexpected culinary benefits, including a profound approach to meat preparation that meshes distinct orcish flavors with human techniques. The Minmax clan prides itself on its battle prowess equally as much as this lamb braise, unparalleled in texture and flavor." ] }, { "name": "Brandy Cassalanter", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "The Cassalanter family of Waterdeep exerts a strong influence across the Sword Coast due to their heavy involvement in the banking sector, but the members of this family are definitely more powerful than popular. Rumors abound of their involvement in shady affairs, with talk of necromancy, vampirism, and tax avoidance. There is even scuttlebutt that the current Lord and Lady Cassalanter, Victoro and {@creature Ammalia Cassalanter|WDH|Ammalia}, sold their own young children's souls to a demonic entity and that their eldest child and heir, Osvaldo, is chained up in the depths of the netherworld.", "There was a time not long ago when the Cassalanter name was a proud one; Victoro's father, Caladorn Cassalanter, was revered as a hero across the North, and the family as a whole was loved for its philanthropy. Those are the Cassalanters for whom this refined creamy cocktail is named, not the current batch of psychopaths. Superstitious patrons at the Driftwood may order this drink as a \"Caladorn\" to avoid invoking the Cassalanter name and its diabolical associations." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/PaF/068.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1631, "height": 2121 } ] }, { "name": "Breaded Bird Cutlets", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "No one is quite sure how this crispy and succulent breaded chicken dish has proliferated across many planets of the multiverse, but why it appears on the menus of so many eateries is blatantly obvious\u2014it's as classic as it is delicious. Traditional preparation of this multiversal main requires tenderizing and breading the cutlets to ensure that the chicken remains soft and moist. Each thin cutlet, the size of an orc's palm, is then fried in a flash to lock in the juices. Breaded Bird Cutlets are primarily served seasoned, lathered with butter, and spritzed with lemon, although breadings and sauces can vary greatly depending on the world and the occasion. If someone in your party is feeling adventurous, order a \"stack\"\u2014three sizzling cutlets on a platter\u2014which will surely satiate even the grandest appetite." ] }, { "name": "Butternut Beer", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "As most adventurers know, there are serious spirits, hard liquors, and courage-enhancing brews that serve to bolster one's resolve before a trip down the well into the Undermountain. The drink known as butternut beer is none of these things. Instead, it is a sweetened and mirthful beverage best served as a dessert for a hearty meal or after a long day's night exploring Halaster's lair. Although it packs enough bourbon and butterscotch schnapps to rattle the senses, it is not intended to impair judgment. Rather, it's meant to encourage a hearty belly laugh and dull the aches of an adventurer's knotted muscles." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HFFotM/043_NEWM_9781984861313_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1759, "height": 1988 } ] }, { "name": "Bytopian Shepherd's Bread", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "Perhaps no cuisine among the planes could be more otherworldly than that of the aasimar, the far-flung descendants of celestials. But even aasimar are half-human, and their need for mortal sustenance is why many believe the bread recipe common in the Twin Paradises is ultimately aasimar in origin. This spiced bread, served in thick slices, is made from grains imbued with grated carrots and rich chunks of almond. It makes a delicious day-starter for the hardy shepherds who work the pastoral valleys of Bytopia. Bold adventurers, take note: If you ever find yourself in possession of the rare herb known as shiftspice, sprinkle a liberal pinch into the batter to ensure that each loaf yields a totally unexpected flavor." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HF/118_Newm_9781984858900_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "width": 1759, "height": 1988, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian" } ] }, { "name": "Candlekeep Tea", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "Candlekeep Tea is not actually served at the Hearth but rather a few doors down at the smithy of Khe'ril Hammerbind. The story goes that on one particularly ferocious winter storm night, some students, on the brink of death in their drafty bunk rooms, struggled down to the smithy to beg to sleep by the blazing fires of the forge. The grumpy dwarven smithy took pity on the students, allowed them a place on the stones, and made them hot black tea to warm them from the inside.", "Word spread of Hammerbind's kindness, and other students joined them that night, bringing with them gifts of strong liquor, exotic herbs, and even sugar and fruit. Hammerbind mixed the offerings to stretch the tea a little further, and Candlekeep Tea was born. Every time a storm hits, the poorest adjutants are welcomed to the forge for warmth, and together with Hammerbind, they make a new tea, a little different every time. The recipe below is a typical example, but everyone is encouraged to add what they can to the pot." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/PaF/028.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1632, "height": 2121 } ] }, { "name": "Captain's Fancy", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "Laraelra Thundreth is a widely respected wizard in Baldur's Gate; she's considerate of her staff, respectful of her patrons, and dedicated in her study of magic. She often leaves the care of the bar to her employees and retires to her quarters in the late evening to absorb herself in her books.", "If there is no trouble to attend to, Laraelra will not emerge until morning, but she will sometimes send out her familiar, a robust scuttling crab, to bring her a sandwich, which the kenku bartenders will delicately balance on the creature's carapace.", "When she's in a good mood, Laraelra will also order a hot buttered rum with whipped cream and cinnamon, an indulgent treat that does not match her serious reputation. The Captain pretends to have few vices, but this is among her greatest. The drink is not on the menu, but those in the know can order it by asking for Captain's Fancy." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/PaF/053.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1632, "height": 2121 } ] }, { "name": "Castle Amber Onion Soup", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "A rich and hearty soup can be made by following the old recipe of the mysterious d'Amberville family, rogue sorcerers and interdimensional travelers famous for their elaborate banquets. By tradition, the first course would be this onion soup served with peppered croutons and melted Gruyère cheese, usually paired with a mellow amber wine. While most believe the d'Amberville bloodline to be extinct, it is rumored that on certain nights their spirits return to their ancestral manse, where they will fête adventurers brave enough to dine with the dead. Those who partake of the original dish, fortified with its creator's magic, are said to emerge with heightened resilience!" ] }, { "name": "Cat's Cradle", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "Any bar or tavern that plays host to occasional tabaxi travelers would be advised to have some version of this milk punch on their menu. Tabaxi are a catlike people who share a curiosity about the world that inspires them to travel far and wide. Most wandering tabaxi are also adept hunters, so while they may enjoy a steaming cup of gristly brown tavern stew, they don't necessarily need to part with coin to get fed. They don't even pay for a room, as they'd rather sleep curled in a sunbeam by the window or in front of a roaring fire. This is very frustrating for innkeepers, who don't like to see any traveler pass by without some payment. That's where milk punch comes in. There is something nostalgic about milk. It ensures sweet dreams for a tabaxi far from home. Spiking that milk with a little whiskey, well, perhaps that makes those dreams come a little quicker!" ] }, { "name": "Celebration Brew", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "This frothy blend of rum, beer, and citrus came to Baldur's Gate with the dwarven diaspora moving from the mountains to the city. A traditional dwarven drink beloved for its golden hue, it feels like a bucket of sunshine in the dingy dark of the underground world, and its popularity has not waned in the new aboveground grayness of the city.", "Celebration Brew is not tied to any specific event in dwarven culture. On the contrary, dwarves will order this drink to commemorate anything at all. Discovered a new gold deposit? That's cause for a celebration! Had a new baby? That's cause for a celebration! Lost a shoe? That's cause for a celebration!", "The drink is also known as Liquid Courage because there are times when everything is grim and hope is hard to come by. On occasions when there is nothing to celebrate, well, that's when you need some liquid courage to get you through. Any other circumstances? Cause for a celebration!" ] }, { "name": "Cheap Seat", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "Wishes, the iridescent {@creature Faerie Dragon (Violet)|MM|violet faerie dragon} brought to Waterdeep from Kara-Tur, is credited as the secret of the Pink Flumph's success. It's Wishes's illusory magic that enhances the performances on the stage, creating special effects like wild weather, the din of clashing armies, and the floral perfume of a faerie bough. Unfortunately, some nights Wishes just doesn't feel inspired. Ever since his friend Algondar died and Iokaste took over, Wishes has been haunted by grief and frustrated by Iokaste's disinterest in the arts. Some nights Wishes just turns {@condition invisible} and hides under the stage.", "Thankfully, the performers devised a way to entice Wishes out with nut butter. Specifically, the nut butter rim of a Cheap Seat cocktail, a delicious creamy, chocolatey treat that's a little sweet, a little bitter, and very inspiring. One of these usually guarantees a show, and three of them guarantee a performance." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/PaF/043.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1632, "height": 2121 } ] }, { "name": "Cherry Mead", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "Travelers and adventurers often stop by the Yawning Portal to seek the wisdom of those who have walked the paths before them. A veteran adventurer can sometimes make a steady living just by setting up at a table by the well and waiting for admirers to stop by with a few coins of gold or an offer of a warm meal and a tall drink.", "{@creature Volothamp \"Volo\" Geddarm|ToA|Volo Geddarm}, renowned scholar of monsters and magic and author of many guides to the lands and cultures of Faerûn, is one of those veterans at the Yawning Portal. All he asks in exchange for his words of wisdom is that adventurers bring a pitcher of Volo's favorite cherry mead to the table\u2014and something for themselves. Volo is a gregarious and loquacious drinking companion, and he can polish off a whole pitcher in short order, which makes him even more talkative. This sweet and fragrant drink is the lubricant to learn everything you need to from {@creature Volothamp \"Volo\" Geddarm|ToA|Volo Geddarm}. You might bring some coin as well. Volo often has copies of his books for sale just under the table." ] }, { "name": "Cherrybread", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "In some worlds of the multiverse, this dense dessert bread is also named \"fruitcake.\" Regardless of title or origin, cherrybread boasts various diced bits including dried fruits (cherries, dates, citron, currants, raisins, and sometimes more) marinated in spirits and nuts (walnuts and hazelnuts), all held together by just enough vanilla batter (with a splash of molasses) to do the job. It is sold in bake shoppes the Realms over as small loaf cakes or as leaf-wrapped slices suitable for travel. While this treat surges in popularity during the holidays, cherrybread makes a wonderful addition to teatimes on or off the trail all year long." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HF/068_Newm_9781984858900_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "width": 1759, "height": 1989, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian" } ] }, { "name": "Chessentan Tea", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "The people of distant Chessenta have a reputation for intensity. Many great fighters and athletes come from the region, as do many great thinkers and artists. Whatever their calling, Chessentans live life with the fiery passion you might expect of people from a land once ruled by a dragon. In fact, it's home to spellcasters and cultists who would like to see it ruled by a dragon again. Some believe\u2014and some hope\u2014that dragons walk among the people of Chessenta in human form, scheming to reestablish their power.", "Hibiscus tea is nearly universally popular in Chessenta, where the hardy flower grows wild in the mountains. A folk tradition emerged of adding hot pepper to the tea when a stranger came to town. If the stranger did not notice the intense heat of the tea, they might be a dragon in disguise.", "One cannot be sure that this was ever an effective strategy, as there is no evidence that all dragons share a similar relationship with spice. The point is redundant, however, as people soon developed a taste for increasingly spicy hibiscus tea, and everyone started drinking it that way." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/PaF/106.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1632, "height": 2121 } ] }, { "name": "Chicken-Something Dumplings", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "Wouldn't you like to know the secret halfling ingredient that makes these magically delicious dough dollops melt in your mouth? Well, now you will! From the famed Hungry Halfling in Faerûn's Corm Orp to nearly every halfling suppertime table across the land, this hearty, velvety concoction laden with homemade drop dumplings is the coziest of comfort foods. There are countless variants of this dish, with each halfling household claiming to serve the finest, but nothing beats the thick-and-stewy classic\u2014a robust poultry stock base, emboldened with the tastes of freshly picked veggies, parsley, and garlic all comingled with creamy dough.", { "type": "inset", "page": 123, "entries": [ { "type": "quote", "entries": [ "The food served there is as good and hearty as popular lore credits halflings for. (The chicken dumplings are superb.)" ], "by": "Ed Greenwood", "from": "Volo's Guide To The Sword Coast" } ] } ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HF/092_Newm_9781984858900_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "width": 1759, "height": 1989, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian" } ] }, { "name": "Chickpea and Spicy Sausage Soup", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "Serving equally well as a solo course or as a starter paired with a lighter main, Chickpea and Spicy Sausage Soup is a hearty, delicious, protein-filled potage. As served in Sigil, this soup incorporates Sweet Larissa's sausages, imported from Plague-Mort\u2014the less you know about how she makes them the better. But one thing you will know is she makes them hot: with the sort of spices mortals should avoid unless in ethereal form. The chickpeas offer a starchy and earthy sanctuary from the oily, spicy sausage and red pepper flakes, all of it swimming in a garlicky chicken broth, flavored with tomato. Common variations on this dish introduce tarragon for a pungent and inspired twist on the classic. Although widely available, and often considered a meal for the masses, this is nonetheless a delectable soup that has rightfully earned its place in the heart of many citizens of the greater multiverse." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HFFotM/126_NEWM_9781984861313_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1759, "height": 1988 } ] }, { "name": "Chirper's Sugar Biscuits", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "No matter what you order at Chirper's in the Market Ward of Sigil\u2014from the Niflheim stag ribs to the slaad legs\u2014the sugar biscuits are a complimentary finale. Whether you came for the dancing, the Seawind theater, an art exhibition, or just a quick visit to gawk at the Skull Museum, it is always worth grabbing a bite at Chirper's for the dessert alone. Acquiring the Bytopian chestnuts required to make the puffy dough might require planar travel, but primes can approximate the right taste by adding some cinnamon and cardamom to the mix. Best served with honey as a dip for an extra dash of decadence." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HFFotM/130_NEWM_9781984861313_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1759, "height": 1988 } ] }, { "name": "Chopforest", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "Many examinations of early Yawning Portal menus have noted that its heavy, often greasy, fare had a celebratory \"last meal\" sense about it. This is likely because return from the Undermountain was simply not expected, with only the soiled dishware of stout adventurers left behind. However, as more adventurers survived the mad mage Halaster's labyrinth, the menu evolved to accommodate a balance of healthier options. Senior cook Jarandur Tallstand adapted the traditional wood-elven forest salad, or chopforest, as it has been called, to complement the heavier menu options with its mix of peppered leaves, olives, fennel, and tangy vinaigrette dressing. It is said that a chopforest delivered unto your table, compliments of Yawning Portal proprietor and Undermountain gatekeeper {@creature Durnan|WDH}, is a happy omen before one's descent to Undermountain." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HFFotM/032_NEWM_9781984861313_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1759, "height": 1988 } ] }, { "name": "Chultan Zombie", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "Located on the southwestern coast of Faerûn stands Port Nyanzaru, the last bastion of civilization before an untamable expanse of undead-infested jungles, perilous rivers, and oversize alpha predators. You may have seen a massive Tyrannosaurus rex in the flesh, but you haven't really been to Chult unless you've tried the \"zombie,\" a rustic, fruit juice cocktail composed of indigenous produce, local liqueurs, and a medley of rums. Served in massive wooden bowls at nearly every eatery in town, the Chultan Zombie boasts an enticing velvety, saccharine flavor that hides the waves of alcohol lurking beneath the surface. Wild fresh flavors collide on your taste buds making it feel as if Elminster cast a charm spell in your mouth. A word to wise travelers: Refrain from chugging a bowl of this before you go dinosaur hunting...or do, if you need the added boost of liquid inspiration. A version of the \"zombie\" showcasing a medley of local fruits is served at watering holes on the precipice of the jungle frontier of Q'barra on Khorvaire. Other variations include a just-as-delectable non-alcoholic variety from the Flanaess, perfect for young adventurers." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HF/127_Newm_9781984858900_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "width": 1759, "height": 1988, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian" } ] }, { "name": "Chultwater", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "The tropical wilderness of Chult is a place so rife with danger that any explorer or traveler returning from the islands is marked with high esteem. Aremag, the {@creature dragon turtle}, devours ships in the bay; the froglike grungs poison unwary travelers with their darts; wanderers become forever lost in the cursed gardens of Nangalore; and too many fools are crushed, slashed, or devoured by dinosaurs. The treasures and wonders of Chult make it worth the risk, at least for some.", "A merchant named Gannis Tath came to the Low Lantern with a wooden box full of rare stones that he hoped to sell to raise funds for an expedition. He met with possible investors at the Lantern and shared an elaborate bowl of rum and juices that he called \"Chultwater.\" He claimed that anyone who shared this traditional drink with him was bound to an unbreakable trust. It was adventurer Artis Cimber who informed the Captain that no such cocktail or tradition exists in Chult and that the rare stones were colored glass. By that point, the con artist Gannis had already fled to Baldur's Gate with the specter of a kenku assassin's black wing at his back." ] }, { "name": "Cloaks", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "Ideal as a filling comfort food, cloaks are finger snacks made from whipped potatoes, eggs, butter, and fresh spices. They get their name from their shape; as they bake, puffing into luxurious, golden-brown coverings, which look like warm winter cloaks. While some taverns pan-sear Cloaks in oil to give them a crispy, crunchy exterior, most establishments bake them and the dish is often thought to be best right out of the oven, soft and piping hot inside. On a cold day, a few Cloaks will warm you right up. In Kalaman they squeeze a bit of lemon juice on top to give it a little zing, and in springtime, it's not unusual to find a few edible flowers draped over them. Cloaks make a perfect side for fish or poultry, but eat enough of them, and you may end up skipping the main course entirely." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "decks/HFDoMM/Deck of Many Morsels/Cloaks.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1500, "height": 2102 } ] }, { "name": "Cocoa Broth", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "A warm hearth, a cozy chair, and a steaming mug of chocolatey, liquid goodness\u2014for a halfling this is the Seven Heavens (the Green Hills of Venya to be exact). Rumored to be the result when a halfling mage cast {@spell wish} to find the perfect fireside beverage, this salty, sweet, and spicy cocoa creation tickles every part of the palate and cheers every part of the soul. Infused with coffee and spices from a far-off region of Toril called Tukan, just add some marshmallow to this beverage, pick up a good book or scroll, and you can call it a night." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "decks/HFDoMM/Deck of Many Morsels/Cocoa Broth.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1500, "height": 2102 } ] }, { "name": "Community Cheeses", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "It wouldn't be a halfling jamboree without a cauldron of community cheeses on the table for all to enjoy! This multi-cheese concoction is composed of two types, slowly melted with a spritz of wine in a fondue pot over an even, low heat. The key is to not overcook nor let the unique cheese flavors homogenize, which ensures that each bite is streaked with a surprising new taste combination. Usually presented with fruits, meat chunks, or cubed breads, this fondue is perfect for dagger-dipping. Just be sure to clean the blood off first!" ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HF/090_Newm_9781984858900_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "width": 1759, "height": 1989, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian" } ] }, { "name": "Corned Beef and Cabbage", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "From the mines of the Ironroot Mountains to the halls of the Iron Hills, this savory winter repast is a favorite of dwarves everywhere. Hungry miners will blush pinker than the beef itself when their noses catch the distinct scent of coriander, allspice, peppercorns, bay leaves, thyme, and red pepper flakes wafting from a full-to-the-brim cauldron. Served in a light, tangy broth with generous helpings of boiled cabbage and doused in vinegar, this dish is sure to satisfy the salt cravings of even the saltiest dwarves (just as long as you don't forget the ale)." ] }, { "name": "Courtesans", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "Private rooms are available at the Moonstone Mask, and guests can order food and drink to their room and request a specific server to bring it. One particularly popular order is a serving of courtesans. These sweet roasted figs are a decadent indulgence with a long list of purported benefits that have made them legendary. Figs are said to stir arousal, of course. Pistachios boost one's vigor. Goat's cheese feeds desire, and honey encourages sensuality.", "Liset Cheldar makes no specific claims to the aphrodisiac property of this dish, but establishment power brokers certainly spend a small fortune testing the possibility." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/PaF/091.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 2312, "height": 1497 } ] }, { "name": "Crakaneg", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "When Mount Hotenow erupted and the Ruining began, the dwarf Ambron Bron recalled his mother yelling at him to save the chickens. Not the gold, not the axes, not even his father's ashes, but the chickens. When they reached safety, his mother explained her reasoning: However bad things seem, you can always crack an egg. When you have chickens, you have good food in an egg\u2014and when the chicken stops laying, you still have food.", "Ambron recalled this lesson when his family returned to Neverwinter after the restoration. He took a job at the Driftwood Tavern and introduced a brandy eggnog to the menu in tribute to his mother's wisdom. However, the memory of saving those chickens, depending on them in the months after the Ruining and then eating those friends, haunted Ambron. He eventually gave up consuming all animal products and added an egg-free alternative to the menu, {@recipe Craknoeg|PaF}." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/PaF/071.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1632, "height": 2121 } ] }, { "name": "Craknoeg", "source": "PaF", "_copy": { "name": "Crakaneg", "source": "PaF" } }, { "name": "Dark Molasses Nutbread", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "From Silverymoon to Sharn, variations on this classic loaf (sometimes referred to as Amn Blackbread) are plentiful, but most agree that this baked treat is at its best when crafted from the sweetest, strongest molasses in Amn. Traditionally served by the slice, it is slathered with whipped, salted butter\u2014on both sides for the brave! This dense and delicious bread, which accompanies many a main course at inns across the land, is often filling enough to be a meal by itself." ] }, { "name": "Deadwinter Fire", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "Travelers to the Halfway Inn sometimes bring their traditions and rituals with them. For example, orcish migrants from the rugged lands of Chessenta brought Deadwinter, a festival that marks the turn in midwinter from longer nights to longer days. Deadwinter is a three-day celebration of love for the lost; it's not a sad occasion but rather a joyous one marked with music, laughter, and delicious decorated cakes. Deadwinter Fire is a seasonal specialty, cold on the lips and hot in the belly, with pepper syrup that represents life, love, and passion. This is not a solemn drink; it's spicy!", "Competitive celebrants sometimes try to outdo each other with just how much heat they are willing to add to their Deadwinter Fire. First-timers are advised to approach with modesty!" ] }, { "name": "Deep Gnome Trillimac Pods", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "If it's the rare you're seeking, you've come to the right place. Trillimac fungus is among the most precious and temperamental plants of the Underdark, and only the deep gnomes of the City of Blingdenstone seem to know the secret of its cultivation and preparation. Traditionally prepared by cleaning, soaking, and drying the trillimac stalk, this subterranean staple makes a tasty sponge-like loaf that can last for weeks on the shelf\u2014a popular item for trade or sale at the subterranean market of Mantol-Derith. What you won't find at the market, however, is trillimac pasta, which the distrustful svirfneblin keep only to themselves. Made with nutty trillimac stalk flour, this otherworldly pasta is filled with an earthy ragout made from the tops of this rare plant. One taste will have you foraging the Underdark for seconds. If you have trouble sourcing real trillimac pasta (and you will), thin wheat dough wrappers will do, but don't even think about substituting out the trillimac-top ragout." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HF/114_Newm_9781984858900_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "width": 1759, "height": 1988, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian" } ] }, { "name": "Delayed Blast Fireball", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "It's no coincidence that the mixed drink known as the Delayed Blast Fireball received its moniker from {@spell Delayed Blast Fireball||the famed damage-dealing wizard incantation}. Sometimes referred to as \"firestar wine,\" this sweet and syrupy concoction with a cinnamon inflection is layered with flavors and packs a serious punch that does justice to its arcane namesake. The spiced bourbon and spicy pepper flakes form a lethally delicious combination that goes down easy but delivers its full effects several rounds of beverages into the night." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "decks/HFDoMM/Deck of Many Morsels/Delayed Blast Fireball.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1500, "height": 2102 } ] }, { "name": "Delzoun \"Tide-Me-Overs\"", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "Beef, pork, onions, and a smattering of dwarven seasoning are all rolled up into delicious little balls that are ideal for snacking or as a main banquet course. These \"meatballs,\" as they are known to many in the multiverse, are sometimes served with a side of freshly crushed tart berries for dwarves on the go, but they are best when drenched in a sweet, dark dwarven gravy made with chicken broth and enlivened with brown sugar, lemon, and soy sauce. While these are customary consumables at Hornmoot, the traditional human-dwarven trading festival that marks the dawn of Spring, there isn't a holiday on the eventful dwarven calendar that doesn't feature these scrumptious meats on the menu." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HF/077_Newm_9781984858900_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "width": 1759, "height": 1988, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian" } ] }, { "name": "Dragon Salmon", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "Aundair is the breadbasket of Eberron's Khorvaire, and the Aundair River is famous for the seafood that half-elven anglers bring back to the markets of Fairhaven. Their traditional preparation of the enormous salmon that spawn in that river, like much else in Aundair, relies heavily on sauces: in this case a butter and dark wine reduction. The aristocracy would sample only a tiny fillet before moving on to further courses, but in simpler households, a single dragon salmon could feed a family. After their fish, the locals would turn to a cremfel, a thin pancake stuffed with rich cream and slices of fresh fruit." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HF/071_Newm_9781984858900_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "width": 1759, "height": 1988, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian" } ] }, { "name": "Dragonberries", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "The warlock Zanizyre Clockguard has a fearsome reputation because of her bond to her patron {@deity Tiamat|Dawn War|DMG}, the terrible Queen of Dragons. When Zanizyre passed through Longsaddle, even the Harpells were a little nervous, despite the fact that she is really one of the nicest gnomes you'll ever meet.", "Zanizyre came to the Gilded Horseshoe with three hungry hatchling dragons that she had rescued from an Auranoch cyclops. The kitchen was closed and the larders were nearly empty, but the staff were determined not to anger {@deity Tiamat|Dawn War|DMG}. They found some barrels of chickpeas, added a few spices, and asked Zanizyre to provide the fire to roast them into a delicious crunchy snack. The baby dragons loved the snack, as did Zanizyre herself. She left a generous tip and told the bar staff that {@deity Tiamat|Dawn War|DMG} might spare them on her inevitable return to this world if they kept the dragonberries on the menu." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/PaF/038.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 2312, "height": 1497 }, { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/PaF/037.webp" }, "credit": "Goodname Digital Art Studio", "width": 1350, "height": 618 } ] }, { "name": "Drow Mushroom Steaks", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "A delicacy of the great Underdark City of Spiders, Menzoberranzan, these seasoned ripplebark mushroom steaks are harvested fresh from the fungi fields near Lake Donigarten. While their exact agronomy is a closely guarded drow secret, many speculate that fertilizer from the Donigarten island rothé make these mushrooms grow unusually large, meaty, and nutrient rich. They're so tasty and chewy, you'll think you are eating unicorn! This dish has become so popular that it has migrated to the surface, and it's even rumored to be a favorite of Xanathar of Waterdeep, a notorious beholder who prefers it to surface-grown mushrooms as well as raw meat. But make sure to carefully read the label on that bottle of balsamic vinegar\u2014the drow are as famous for their poisons as their sauces." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HF/067_Newm_9781984858900_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "width": 1759, "height": 1988, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian" } ] }, { "name": "Duergar Smoked Herring", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "To many duergar, dwarves of the Underdark, food is simply the nourishment needed to get back to work. But the duergar are also renowned craftsmen, and what they do, they do well, which includes cooking a small but reliable menu of staples. And perhaps no duergar food is more prized than their smoked herring. While the original boasts herring from the dangerous depths of Darklake, known for imbuing the fish with distinctive brine and mineral flavorings, this version utilizes herring sourced from bountiful Lake Bral, a vital repository of water located in the center of this well-populated asteroid. There is no denying that a proper subterranean brine takes especially well to heat from Underdark fire lichen, but chile peppers will suffice for those chefs cooking on the surface. A specialty of the duergar enclave at the Underdark trading post of Mantol-Derith, this maritime delicacy is much sought after, from far below the surface of Toril all the way to the otherworldly Rock of Bral." ] }, { "name": "Dwarven Flatbread", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "Generations of dwarven smiths have relied on this toothsome snack bread to get them through long, arduous workdays, and to their next meal. According to folklore, these tasty flat loaves weren't created in the kitchen, but rather at the forge as ever-industrious, hungry dwarven craftsman utilized the only materials they had available: flour, oil, water, salt, a hearth, and a hammer. The result? Flat bread. Sometimes served pan-griddled, other times fried, this bread can be eaten plain, topped with cheese or {@recipe Underdark Lotus with Fire Lichen Spread||duergar fire lichen spread}, or used to soak up all of those savory juices and sauces from what dwarven diners showed up for in the first place\u2014meat!" ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HF/084_Newm_9781984858900_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "width": 1759, "height": 1989, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian" } ] }, { "name": "Dwarven Mulled Wine", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "Pronounced by dwarven diplomats \"the finest mulled wine this side of the material plane,\" this mixed beverage is a multicultural affair. Originally crafted to celebrate the signing of the Swordsheath Scroll, which ended the Kinslayer War and sealed a treaty between the Thorbardin dwarves and the nearby Qualinesti elves of Krynn, dwarven drinksmiths combined their own full-bodied dragon's wine and local spices with delicate, fresh fruits provided by the Qualinesti. The result was a perfectly balanced, spicy and sweet concoction that satisfied and warmed the insides of both groups as they spent cold winters constructing their shared fortress of Pax Tharkas. Years later, during the War of the Lance, this recipe was popularized by Lord Gunthar, Grand Master of the Knights of Solamnia, who would serve it to visiting knights (and himself) as a favorite nightcap. Flavored with orange slices, brown sugar, cinnamon, and cloves, this fruity and full-bodied wine packs a dwarven-size punch, but is sure to thaw your bones during Yuletide or any other time of year." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HF/122_Newm_9781984858900_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "width": 1759, "height": 1988, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian" } ] }, { "name": "Eldeen Banquet", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "Despite its promise of a \"banquet,\" the dish known as Eldeen Banquet is actually a hearty, one-dish meal sure to satisfy omnivores as much as vegetarians. Consisting of lightly breaded and fried eggplant topped with a warm, seasoned tomato sauce, this delight hails from the Eldeen Reaches, in the Khorvaire region of Eberron, which is noted for its robust forests and agriculture, and where the dish has occasionally migrated to the Feywild via a secret Fey Crossing. But while Eldeen Banquet is considered a regional delicacy, interpretations of the crispy, yet spongy, eggplant patty are common in esteemed eateries throughout the city of Sharn. High-end restaurants such as the Azure Gateway and the Celestial Vista, in the Skyway district, offer plates of Eldeen Banquet as delightful as their views. However, perhaps the best preparation is found in the unassuming Olladra's Arms, in the Hope's Peak district. Here, the portions are as generous as they are flavorful, ensuring the dish truly lives up to its moniker." ] }, { "name": "Eldritch Storm", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "The bouncers at the Low Lantern are brawny former sailors of the Captain's acquaintance\u2014tall, imposing, and able to tie troublemakers in knots. Their main function is to be silently intimidating to prevent any troublemaking before it happens. The people that guests really must be wary of are the bartenders. All the Captain's bartenders are kenku. These raven-black birdlike people seem more unsettling than threatening. Most patrons barely look at them twice. However, anyone who knows history knows that the first kenku came to Faerûn as assassins, and though most kenku pursue other professions, the Captain's kenku are certainly members of that sinister order, able to quietly and quickly remove any serious \"problems\" from the bar.", "This strange, slightly savory cocktail is a favorite of the kenku; it's dark, elegant, and sinister. As long as the Low Lantern remains, this drink will be on the menu." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/PaF/055.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1632, "height": 2121 } ] }, { "name": "Elfharrow Baked Goat Cheese", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "Centuries of deforestation has caused the elves of Elfharrow to get more creative with their diets than those of their forest-based counterparts. Raising livestock has become a way of life for these elves, making dairy a central staple of their foodways. This traditional Elfharrow dish features medallions of goat cheese crusted in breadcrumbs and baked. The key ingredient, though, is a tangy mustard, said to originate in the Feywild, and the dish goes best with a green salad on the side. A word of caution: Don't try to source your ingredients in Elfharrow\u2014these elves are quite a bit more territorial and protective than their northern cousins and a visit there could be your last." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HFFotM/139_NEWM_9781984861313_lay_art_r1_2.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1759, "height": 1988 } ] }, { "name": "Elfharrow Kiss", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "An Elfharrow kiss is not as sweet as it sounds. Elfharrow is a barren desert in Southwest Faerûn; it's hot, dry, and hostile to many forms of life. The lush forest that once filled this land died out when the climate changed, leaving behind a near-dead terrain inhabited by a few tribal communities that fiercely defend their limited resources from intruders. Unwelcome visitors might be greeted by an arrow in the forehead before they even know that they are not alone. That is an Elfharrow kiss.", "The bitter smoky cocktail named for that cold welcome is a bit of a history lesson in a glass, with elderflower representing the region's flourishing past and mezcal from desert agave plants representing the prickly present." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/PaF/080.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1632, "height": 2121 } ] }, { "name": "Elven Bread", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "Elven bakers have protected the secret of this bread for millennia. Both nutritious and delicious, a single bite of this mysterious rolled pastry loaf can sustain an adventurer for a day or more of journeying. Sweet and robust in flavor and made of fine grains and rich butter, elven bread is rumored to boast twice the nutritional value of iron rations at only half the weight, making it essential adventuring fare for elves on the go. Even the most discerning high elves can't resist this wholesome, cinnamon\u2014and sometimes cardamom\u2014swirled treat." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HF/064_Newm_9781984858900_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "width": 1757, "height": 1990, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian" } ] }, { "name": "Elven Flatbread", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "Elven Flatbread is much more of a delight than its unassuming name suggests. A mosaic of colors and flavors, the thinly sliced vegetables, edible flora, and wild herbs are so elegantly placed atop this chewy focaccia that you almost want to admire it more than eat it. A cornucopia of garden-fresh components frequently make starring appearances\u2014from onions, bell peppers, chives, and cherry tomatoes to sunflowers, elderflowers, squash blossoms, and sprigs of basil. Almost nothing is off-limits when it comes to topping; the only (unspoken) rule is to keep it vibrant and arrange them artfully. Despite elven flatbread being a \"simple\" bread recipe, Feywild eladrin pride themselves on flare and personal presentation. During harvest holidays, each flatbread is presented as a long and ornate loaf that serves as both a centerpiece and a meal starter for dipping in sharp, fragrant olive oils." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HFFotM/136_NEWM_9781984861313_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1759, "height": 1988 } ] }, { "name": "Elven Marruth", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "These two-bite, turnover-style pastries, stuffed with a variety of minced regional vegetables, are perfect for snacking trailside or at the banquet table. Sometimes reductively referred to as \"root pies\" by dwarves and humans, marruth are incredibly hearty closed-face canapés that are filled with spiced and herbed mashes of vegetables (cabbage, potatoes, and carrots) and then lightly baked in a flaky, buttery crust. They are traditionally served warm, occasionally as a meal in itself, with a chilled flute of {@recipe Elverquisst|HFFotM} to wash them down. Once cooled, these pastries can be rolled into rallow leaves (thick and oily waterproof broadleaves) to preserve them for travel." ] }, { "name": "Elverquisst", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "This autumnal aperitif of rare quality and divine taste is customarily served in conjunction with an elven high ceremony. Traditional Elverquisst vintages are distilled from orosks and resmers (rare summer fruits indigenous to Evereska) and sunshine, and it sips as smoothly as a cool mountain stream. Elves store their Elverquisst in crystal decanters capable of absorbing light and showcasing the tantalizing specks of gold dancing about in the rich claret mixture. According to legend, upon whispering a secret Elvish phrase, the sunlight streaming through the bottle will gather into thirteen points, resembling the constellation Correlian. Regardless, Elverquisst is highly prized by the elves and is a uniquely enchanting sip for curious imbibers who can get their hands on a bottle of this rare beverage." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HFFotM/148_NEWM_9781984861313_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1759, "height": 1988 }, { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "decks/HFDoMM/Deck of Many Morsels/Elverquisst.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1500, "height": 2102 } ] }, { "name": "Emerald Chicken", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "It is fact that the only way in or out of Sigil is through one of the city's innumerable portals. It is also fact that while in Sigil, one must try the famous Emerald Chicken. Gifted its name from the splash of chopped greens, intermingled with chunks of fowl, chicken livers, onions, and a strong dash of incendiary spices, Emerald Chicken demands an adventurous palate\u2014it was originally made for tieflings with fiendspices\u2014and a cool glass of ale to quench the burn. A milder version became famous in far-off Purskul, on Toril, in eateries such as the Owlroost Head." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HFFotM/128_NEWM_9781984861313_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1759, "height": 1988 } ] }, { "name": "Emerald Door", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "The Emerald Door is an iconic sight in Candlekeep, the sole entrance to the Inner Ward and the rich depths of the library. Only the truly worthy can enter here, and most seekers at Candlekeep never make it through that door. Its throbbing green glow becomes a taunt and a promise to those students staring across the Court of Air from the windows of the Hearth.", "Ordering the cocktail named for the Emerald Door is something of a statement of purpose. This effervescent glass flute of bright flavor and pale green light is a taste of the elevated life beyond the door, of the promise of great wisdom and learning that all seekers aspire to. They may never discover what the world is like beyond the emerald door, but they can experience just a taste." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/PaF/027.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1632, "height": 2121 } ] }, { "name": "Endurance", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "The history of Neverwinter is tumultuous and chaotic. Other cities have experienced similar levels of pain and devastation, but what makes Neverwinter unusual is that it has survived. Neverwinter has endured riots, fires, plagues, storms, coups, sieges, and a volcanic eruption so devastating that it is recorded in the city's history as the Ruining. That last cataclysm destroyed most of the city, but the city still clawed its way back.", "Through it all, the Driftwood Tavern has provided a lasting tabernacle and an oasis of certainty through generations of peril. The Endurance cocktail was added to the tavern's menu as a commemoration of that history and of the tavern's place in it. Light, subtle, and summery, it is by design a hopeful drink." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/PaF/070.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1632, "height": 2121 } ] }, { "name": "Evermead", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "Crafted from a secret Evermeet recipe and aged for hundreds of years, a sip of this splendid elven concoction is \"a taste of the higher planes themselves.\" Superlatives aside, in the culinary realm, it is undeniably the beverage by which all others are measured. Smooth and aromatic, this extraordinary elixir blankets the palate with powerful notes of clover honey and a mélange of elven fruits and grains that are so rare they don't even have a name in the common language. Rumored to use ingredients and techniques similar to feywine, this pricey draught is only available on the Isle of Evermeet in the Trackless Sea west of Faerûn or in Aurora's Catalogue by hand keg or bottle. If you ever are lucky enough to try the original, make sure to drink slowly\u2014it can just as quickly intoxicate as inspire. This recipe, though, is crafted sans alcohol to preserve your better judgment." ] }, { "name": "Everything Soup", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "This hearty soup was named for the halfling tradition of frantically raiding their pantries and gardens in nervous anticipation of hosting guests. Sometimes referred to as \"Welcome Soup,\" this stew is a meal in itself, brimming with a colorful medley of vegetables (including up to four different colors of carrots!), green beans, peas, sweet flint corn, red bell peppers, and pulled poultry in a flavorful broth. It should be noted that some adventuresome halflings boldly mix chicken and turkey stock for extra oomph. This substantial soup will warm you to the core. And it cures curses, or so it's been rumored." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HF/097_Newm_9781984858900_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "width": 1759, "height": 1989, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian" } ] }, { "name": "Exploding Cheese Puffs", "source": "HFDoMM", "entries": [ "Strixhaven University is one of the multiverse's most esteemed magical institutions, welcoming would-be wizards from planes beyond. Students, eager to let off steam after a long day of training, head to {@adventure Bow's End Tavern|SCC-CK|0|Bow's End Tavern}, a lively campus eatery that offers an array of magically infused snacks and drinks. Noshes like the pickled {@recipe Black Lotus Root|HFFotM} and the Fire Beetle Paste are sure to please\u2014but nothing ensorcells taste buds quite like the Exploding Cheese Puffs. A medley of corn and sorghum are flash-popped in a light oil, then tossed in a secret mix of spices, offering hints of pepper and Parmesan, and served by the bowlful. Whether you're out gallivanting on an adventure or just procrastinating from your arcane studies, Exploding Cheese Puffs are the go-to campus indulgence." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "decks/HFDoMM/Deck of Many Morsels/Exploding Cheese Puffs.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1500, "height": 2102 } ] }, { "name": "Eye of the Beholder", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "Contrary to common claim, there is no beauty in the eye of a {@creature Beholder}. Those dungeon-dwelling creatures are ugly and repugnant floating abominations, with a disturbing number of needle-sharp teeth and ten grotesque eyes on serpentine stalks, all writhing around its one central dinner plate-size eye. Beholders can kill with a single glance, so they are no laughing matter. However, few people will ever encounter a Beholder, and fewer still will live to tell the tale, so the creatures retain an almost mythic reputation in the minds of many adventurers.", "It is with utmost unseriousness that Beholders have been immortalized in the name and design of a tart green party punch. A few glasses of this, and everything seems beautiful in the eye of the beholder." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/PaF/061.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1632, "height": 2121 } ] }, { "name": "Faerie Fire", "source": "PaF", "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/PaF/054.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1631, "height": 2121 } ] }, { "name": "Fey Fritters", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "No elven feast is complete without a basket (or three) of freshly fried sweet-pea Fey Fritters on offer. The nuanced yet indulgent combination of fresh sweet peas, shallots, and feta cheese is a match made in Arvandor, especially once handfuls of the bite-size bounty are dipped in batter and fried to perfection. From Prismeer to Evermeet, elves and those with whom they hold court relish these comforting table treats. Fey Fritters come with a warning: Once you try one, you'll want to spend all day eating these scrumptious snacks...and often, in the Feywild, you just do! It is believed that the recipe originated a millennium ago in the elven enclave of Evermeet, far before it was transported to the Plane of Faerie following the Spellplague. These tasty delicacies have been a mainstay on elven dining tables ever since." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HFFotM/144_NEWM_9781984861313_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1760, "height": 1988 } ] }, { "name": "Feywild Eggs", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "There is a parallel plane to the \"Prime\" (the one that contains all known worlds of the multiverse) known as the Feywild, or the Plane of Faerie, from which sylvan creatures such as pixies, satyrs, unicorns, dryads, and the like originated. It was in this mirror realm, bathed in eternal twilight and ethereal luminescence, that all elven-kind was birthed from swirling, limitless magic, including the eladrin\u2014elves with an unfathomably deep connection to the seasons. These elves, who still call the fey dimension home, boast a highly intuitive link with nature and are able to craft incredible meals with near-perfect combinations of ingredients. One dish, known as Feywild eggs, is a delightful presentation of creamed, herbed, and fluffed eggs, completed over even heat for a golden crisp finish. Some have claimed this simple recipe descended from the leShay, an immortal breed of fey \"elves\" with incredible, godlike powers. Thankfully, you don't need to visit the Feywild to try these eggs. An elf of good repute has vouched that this concoction is fairly authentic eladrin eating." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "decks/HFDoMM/Deck of Many Morsels/Feywild Eggs.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1500, "height": 2102 } ] }, { "name": "Feywine Punch", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "Honey-sweet, effervescent, and as floral as a garden on a warm spring day, Feywine has a unique reputation among elves, who associate it almost exclusively with celebrations and victory feasts. Liset Cheldar, the half-elf current proprietor of the Moonstone Mask, stirred controversy when she started serving Feywine to her customers, as the proper recipe for Feywine is not supposed to be shared outside of elven society. A delegation of elven dignitaries descended on the bar to taste her offering and left satisfied, which led many observers to conclude that Liset could not be serving real Feywine but instead a homemade punch \"inspired\" by the true recipe and not subject to elven prohibitions!", "Whether the Feywine at the Mask is made from the breath of moonlight captured in glistening dew on the skin of rare grapes in the Feywild or by mixing strong liquor with fruit juice and sparkling wine, no one can say for sure. Liset's Feywine certainly has the desired effect of the original in making patrons merry!" ] }, { "name": "Fig Cakes", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "Fig cakes are an easily preserved pouch snack for explorers with a sweet tooth. A perfect fig cake is as much about the fig as it is about the lightly toasted and ground almonds that form this fruity confection's chewy base. While honeyed fig tarts were extremely popular in Calimshan on the planet Toril, it is believed that this unique dessert originally hailed from the desolate wastes of the Shadowfell. Developed by the elves native to the Plane of Shadow called the Shadar-Kai, these treats are sweet enough to be at home even in the dreamy Feywild. In addition to the sesame seeds and anise seeds, a strong brandy is often infused into the mix, to both sweeten and fortify these small pressed cakes. While fig cakes do not come cheap, they are, nonetheless, a proud (and delicious) reminder of the resourcefulness of the Shadar-Kai." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HFFotM/115_NEWM_9781984861313_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1759, "height": 1988 } ] }, { "name": "Fire-Spiced Abyssal Chicken Kebabs", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "There is no denying that a tiefling's distinct infernal heritage looms heavily over their identity. Some reject their unholy origins outright, but many proudly live in harmony with it, open to exploring all aspects of their unique traits. This open-minded approach has yielded a bold, unfettered diet that is often unapproachable and sometimes dangerous to the uninitiated. One dish they have a knack for is fire-spiced abyssal chicken (a bird-like fiend native to the Abyss and Avernus with a taste similar to fatty chicken), or fire-spiced anything for that matter since their natural resistance to heat has granted them an enhanced ability to handle spice as well. Flame-licked skewers of meat are dipped in a spicy, pepper glaze to create these kebabs with some serious kick." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HF/109_Newm_9781984858900_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "width": 1759, "height": 1988, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian" } ] }, { "name": "Fire-Wrapped Golden Fish", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "While Sigil's Great Bazaar is perhaps the most famous market in the known multiverse\u2014a vibrant conflux of cultures and cuisines\u2014this self-proclaimed \"city at the center of the multiverse\" also boasts countless storefronts and street bazaars, offering equally rare and exciting gastronomy. Fire-Wrapped Golden Fish is one such inexpensive delicacy, readily acquired in the Lower Ward or the more destitute Hive Ward. As quick to fry as it is to consume, this chili-and-cayenne-tinged, batter-fried white fish is a feast for the taste buds. Best served sizzling-hot, straight from the pan, wrapped in locally cultivated lettuce or a flatbread for easy ingestion en route to the next plane." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HFFotM/127_NEWM_9781984861313_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1759, "height": 1988 } ] }, { "name": "Flumphcakes", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "For anyone unsure of what a \"{@creature Flumph}\" is, they are strange, floating, jellyfish-like creatures found in the Underdark. Wise, kind, and good-natured, these peculiar creatures feed exclusively on psionic energy. That energy affects their mood, which in turn affects their coloration. A pink flumph is a happy flumph. Darker colors reflect darker emotions and may suggest that the flumphs are feeding off something dangerous, like {@creature aboleth|MM|aboleths} or {@creature mind flayer|MM|mind flayers}, which is a useful warning to explorers.", "Flumphcakes are small pancakes that resemble upbeat flumphs in their flatness, roundness, and pale hue. Patrons at the theater can order post-show flumphcakes in a range of colors to match their own mood; pink flumphcakes are served with strawberries, green flumphcakes with cream cheese and chives, and black flumphcakes with caviar. No flumphs are harmed in the making of these cakes." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/PaF/047.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 2312, "height": 1497 } ] }, { "name": "Fol-de-rol", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "This delightful cherry-red concoction is a favorite among the repertory players at the Flumph. The traveling bard Florizan Blank brought the recipe from his homeland, where it was equally and exclusively beloved by the royal court. That same royal family was tragically slaughtered in a bloody coup a few years prior with the exception of one young prince who was smuggled to safety by his music teacher and reportedly given a new identity. The whereabouts of the prince remain a great mystery.", "It is not clear how Florizan came by the recipe for the Fol-de-rol, which was a closely guarded royal secret, but he tells his fellow performers that striding the stage as kings and queens makes them as worthy of the secret as any true monarch. After all, we are all just performing our roles." ] }, { "name": "Fried Bread and Spices", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "Some believe that everything is better fried. Whether or not you agree, you wouldn't want to miss out on Fried Bread and Spices available at most taverns in the Lower Ward of Sigil. A popular breakfast staple on the planets Oerth, Toril, and Krynn, it is often served with poached eggs. The version most common in the City of Doors includes a unique seasoning mixture that borrows from all of them, with hints of cumin, coriander, cayenne, and even fennel. Whatever is in it, it's sure to brighten your meal, your day, and your journey onto the next plane." ] }, { "name": "Fried Fingers", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "A dish popularized by the lizardfolk of Saltmarsh, where it was commonly prepared with humanoid parts instead of poultry, these succulent, breaded strips give a new meaning to the term \"finger food.\" Today, this recipe is served throughout all civilized parts of the multiverse, featuring pulled strips of locally sourced fowl, rolled in an unconventional seasoned breading, baked crisp, and served with dwarven mustard, tiefling tomato-molasses, or a warm plum dipping sauce. If you do have occasion to try the original, fatty halfling fingers work best." ] }, { "name": "Fried Soy with Vegetables", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "This soy-based protein dish originated from a gnome recipe, but it is equally popular with those who shy away from animal meat, including some communities of elves. It is also ideal in environments where livestock is harder to keep, such as the Underdark and the Rock of Bral. The original gnome version uses chicken broth as a base, but vegetable broths work just as well. While the tofu is the star, the mélange of scallions, bok choy, bell pepper, and carrots imparts a variety of textures and flavors. Rice-based cooking wine and soy sauce make it a lustrous and savory meal." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HFFotM/049_NEWM_9781984861313_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1759, "height": 1988 } ] }, { "name": "Gingerbread Man", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "A traditional treat served in the waning light of the month of Sunsebb in Greyhawk, this style of gingerbread man memorializes a legend about the ancient ruins of Castle Greyhawk. There, it is said, all sorts of confections could come to life and harry adventurers, including a fearsome cookie whose description inspired this recipe. The arms and legs of the gingerbread man are ringed with icing, but the body is covered in a protective armor of chopped nuts and raisins. Skewering the plumpest raisin could slay the fiend instantly\u2014so a fat raisin is usually reserved for the cookie's mouth. It is customary for children to pluck and eat that one first, to make sure the cookie doesn't come alive!" ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HF/056_Newm_9781984858900_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "width": 1759, "height": 1988, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian" } ] }, { "name": "Golden Way", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "Though Luskan sits at the remote and frigid far north of the Sword Coast, it is a city with a long reach. Its thriving harbor and busy rivers and roads connect it to towns and settlements across the Shining Sea, beyond the sands of Anauroch, and as far away as Kara-Tur. Outsiders say Luskan sits at the edge of the world, but residents of Luskan say that they have the whole of the world on their doorstep.", "That Luskan worldliness is evident in the work of tiefling dressmaker Iono Spooner, who sources fabric from all across Toril to create extraordinary costumes for the Luskan traveling carnival, the Sea Maiden's Faire. The carnival brings home beautiful silks, sturdy bamboo fibers, exotic dyes, and rare animal hides, and Iono transforms them all with his clever eye and deft fingers. Iono rarely ventures beyond the walls of his workshop, let alone the walls of his city, but he has been known to make it to the Jax, where he always orders a Golden Way. The drink is named for the largest trade route connecting West to East, and it is an apt celebration of the treasures of trade with flavors not typically native to frigid Luskan!" ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/PaF/078.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1631, "height": 2121 } ] }, { "name": "Goldenstars", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "As you step onto the docks of Berdusk, the Jewel of the Vale\u2014perhaps fresh off one of the many boats that ply the River Chionthar\u2014there's a good chance the first thing you'll eat will be a goldenstar. These rich little pastries, traditionally stuffed with a local chicken sausage and Goldenfields batatas and leeks, are known for their distinctive triangular shape. Vendors sell them everywhere, and their heartiness will tide you over until you can manage a sit-down meal. Varieties of the goldenstar have spread throughout the Sword Coast, from the river's end at Baldur's Gate to as far north as Neverwinter. But every time you eat one done right, you'll be brought back to the docks of Berdusk." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HFFotM/028_NEWM_9781984861313_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1875, "height": 1866 }, { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HFFotM/029_NEWM_9781984861313_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1759, "height": 1988 } ] }, { "name": "Goodberry Blend", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "Few spells in a druid or ranger's repertoire are as handy or nutritious as a well-timed casting of Goodberry. A single \"goodberry,\" transmuted by drawing upon the divine essence of nature itself, can provide an adventurer with a full day of nourishment; some have denoted their enchanted healing properties. But despite any druidic lore or magic, one thing is certain: this healthy blend of field berries boosted by green essentials, banana slices, honey, and a pinch of salt will provide anyone with the vital essentials needed to start the day's journey." ] }, { "name": "Green Dragon Blackbread Muffins", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "Blackbread is a palm-size circular loaf of pumpernickel that demands to be served warm and topped with sweet butter. A base of stone-ground cornmeal, dark rye flour, and a dash of unsweetened cocoa bolster the dark colors and texture. Buttermilk, molasses, and dark brown sugar round out this versatile bread with an almost honeyed nuance, which dips nicely in surplus gravy. You aren't doing it right unless a sizable slab of salted yak butter or the like is slathered on top to melt into its deep, dark nooks. A fancier version, usually served as a meal in itself, has currants or dried fruits rolled in, providing an even chewier and heartier experience. Blackbread is often sold in loaves by the bunch, but they are equally delectable in a portable muffin form, as they are served at the Green Dragon Inn in the Free City of Greyhawk. Blackbread's versatility makes it a great day starter reheated in a skillet, with\u2014you guessed it\u2014additional butter glistening atop. A notable version of this exists in loaf form in Saltmarsh and its nautical outskirts. In truth, whether eaten from a loaf or as a muffin, it's a classic and frugal dark bread that finds its way into many a larder." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HFFotM/092_NEWM_9781984861313_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1759, "height": 1988 } ] }, { "name": "Green Ice Rime", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "These chilly, wobbly, delicious squares of bright green jelly have become popular anywhere the people of the multiverse might need a refreshing and whimsical dessert, including the Rock of Bral where the natural refrigeration of Realmspace makes preparation a cinch. They are most often served in saucers on a bed of ice to keep them the ideal temperature. They have been nicknamed \"the Gelatinous Cube\" by some adventurers and there are confectioners who will suspend little candy swords or shields in the mix as a crunchy surprise that hits you right in the sweet tooth. The best part is that Green Ice Rime dissolves in your tummy...not the other way around." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HFFotM/060_NEWM_9781984861313_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1759, "height": 1988 } ] }, { "name": "Green Onion Pancakes", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "When the great floating enclaves of the Netheril Empire came crashing down, so, too, did their culinary secrets. But one community survived by escaping to the Shadowfell, and with it one of their most prized recipes was preserved: Green Onion Pancakes. While the Netherese, now known as the shadowstuff-infused Shadovar, have changed much over the centuries, this spectacular dish hasn't. These allium-based pancakes are an inexpensive and unexpectedly filling treat that pairs easily with savory roast meats. They're also delicious served solo, when dolloped with fresh cream and pureed fig spread for a uniquely Netherese experience. In many regions, scallions are an equally acceptable base vegetable that offers a pancake with a milder flavor. Regardless of how one chooses to consume this pan-fried appetizer, the culinary experience is one of the few good reasons to come to the Shadowfell." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HFFotM/108_NEWM_9781984861313_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1759, "height": 1988 } ] }, { "name": "Greengrass", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "When a cold winter ends, and the snow thaws and the icy rivers crack and flow once more, the sun beats down and the first buds of new growth unfurl from the warming soil. It is then people's thoughts often turn to the future, to possibility, and to fertility. Across Faerûn, the coming of spring is marked with a festival called Greengrass. Offerings are made to the gods in hope of a fertile season, and people come together to dance and drink. Spring comes harder and slower to Luskan than in many places, and that makes this bright, verdant herbal cocktail all the more vital. The Greengrass perfectly captures the spirit and mood of the festival all year round.", "Greengrass is very popular with those who feel an intense connection to nature, especially the members of the wide-ranging Emerald Enclave, a collective of druids and rangers with agents everywhere. Someone ordering a Greengrass cocktail may be a member of the Enclave signaling their arrival in town to possible friends\u2014or enemies." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/PaF/082.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1632, "height": 2121 } ] }, { "name": "Greenspear Bundles in Bacon", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "Greenspear, also referred to as asparagus or \"sparrow grass\" by humans, is a perennial flower plant that has ascended to staple-status in many elven diets. While elves consume greenspear raw, seasoned, roasted, or steamed with herbs, their half-elf brethren\u2014liberated from certain culinary taboos\u2014have developed an additional preparation technique. In an irreverent touch, but one that flavorfully complements the greenspear, half-elves add salted and cured pork into the mix, in deference to their half-human taste buds. Regarding bacon, the thicker cut is always the better!" ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HF/069_Newm_9781984858900_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "width": 1759, "height": 1988, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian" } ] }, { "name": "Gully Dwarf Homestyle Porridge", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "If you've ever attended a gully dwarf meal, you've probably only done so once. As scavengers who dwell in the deepest, darkest, and dirtiest parts of subterranean spaces, their dining habits are not exactly refined. But a wholesale dismissal of their cuisine would be throwing out the baby with the bathwater (which gully dwarves are known to drink on occasion). Traditional gully dwarf porridge calls for a grainy stew chock-full of...you don't want to know. However, their more civilized dwarven cousins have developed their own morningfeast dish, which cleverly pokes fun at the inedible original. Their version, also called \"dirty porridge,\" comprises of a creamy oatmeal-style base chock-full of dates, chopped nuts, dark sugars, and a dose of cream. Dwarves have even been known to brew a savory \"gully dwarf porridge\" containing leftover sausage bits, streaks of bacon fat, and finely chopped scallions in a grits-style \"broth.\" Regardless of which version you eat, this porridge from the world of Krynn is a true random encounter for your taste buds.", { "type": "inset", "page": 101, "entries": [ { "type": "quote", "entries": [ "Six gully dwarves trailed after them, carrying heavy pots of what smelled like oatmeal" ], "by": "Margaret Weis and Tracy Hickman", "from": "Dragons of Autumn Twilight" } ] } ] }, { "name": "Gurdats", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "If you love mushrooms and cheese, then this is the dish for you! Gurdats are a cheap and filling side dish prevalent on many a Sword Coast tavern menu. Some of the best examples of this appetizer \"in the wild\" are found at A Pair of Black Antlers in Elturel, which doesn't shy away from the cheese, or at The Seven-Stringed Harp in Secomber, where the chef goes heavy on the pepper-spice without overpowering the earthy fungal flavors. The version presented below is a classic interpretation of this traveler staple." ] }, { "name": "Halfling Finger Sandwiches", "source": "HFDoMM", "entries": [ "If there is indeed anything sacred in halfling society, teatime would be it. And no proper halfling afternoon tea can commence without a healthy helping of nosh to hold one over till first eveningfeast. Shortbreads, strawberries, and creams are all fair and good, but any respectable halfling knows that the true stars of the afternoon delectables are the finger sandwiches. Stacked three-halfling fingers high with garden-fresh cucumbers, sweet onions, and a chive-infused cream cheese, these tasty little darlings are all the rage in shires, holes, and burrows everywhere\u2014and you'd do best to hide them from unexpected guests." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "decks/HFDoMM/Deck of Many Morsels/Halfling Finger Sandwiches.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1500, "height": 2102 } ] }, { "name": "Halfling Game Birds", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "Halflings may be small, but their love of fine food is known to be grand. It follows, then, that one of their most prized dishes would be correspondingly small of size but big on flavor, and such is the case with the dish called Halfling Game Birds. Rubbed with a secret mixture of rosemary, thyme, and lemon zest, these tasty Cornish hens are left to marinate overnight, testing the patience of many a halfling chef. When the waiting is over (almost never as long as is recommended), the birds are finally roasted at a scorching high heat to hasten them to the table where they never last long in front of eager diners. Whether Oerth, Toril, Eberron, or Krynn, these little game birds rule the roost on halfling tables across the multiverse." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HFFotM/098_NEWM_9781984861313_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1759, "height": 1988 } ] }, { "name": "Halfling Iron Rations", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "Braving the dead wastes of the Shadowfell demands great preparation and fortitude. The endless gloom is unforgiving and yields little in the way of natural edible resources. Travelers would be wise to foreplan their meals and carry all required consumables with them. The iron rations prepared by Gloomwrought's surprisingly sizable halfling population are a notable and cost-effective trail treat. This creative medley of crushed nuts, local oats, and crunchy seeds are clumped into tiny balls and cemented with honey. And they are as packed with nutrients as they are yummy. Even when you're not embarking on an arduous, despair-filled journey, this granola makes for a nourishing, delectable snack that balances the sweet and savory." ] }, { "name": "Halfling Oatmeal Sweet Nibbles", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "Dense with oats, chocolate chips, and butterscotch, these diminutive cookies are perfect for halfling hands...and the stomachs of everyone. The secret is to pull each batch from the oven a minute before they are done cooking and allow them to finish on the tray to ensure a golden outside and an extra-gooey core. Indeed, these nibbles are everything a halfling looks for at the dinner table: rich, delicious flavors and speedy preparation (just in time for tea!)." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HF/095_Newm_9781984858900_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "width": 1759, "height": 1989, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian" }, { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HF/129_Newm_9781984858900_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "width": 1758, "height": 1989, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian" } ] }, { "name": "Hand of Vecna", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "{@creature Vecna the Archlich|VEoR|Vecna} is a powerful archlich known to some as the Undying King, the Whispered One, and the Master of the Spider Throne. Vecna studied the dark arts from childhood at the knee (or under the boot heel) of his cruel hedge witch mother. Unshackled from the bounds of time and space, Vecna's terrible touch may be as inevitable as death itself.", "{@item Hand of Vecna|DMG|The archlich's withered hand}, also unstuck from time, is a legendarily powerful artifact that grants its bearer terrible necromantic abilities at the cost of the bearer's own hand and eventually at the cost of their life.", "While awaiting the inevitable end of all things in Vecna's wrinkled gray clutches, one might as well enjoy this deliciously smoky and potentially sacrilegious cocktail, created either in tribute to a dastardly figure or as a rebuke to a sinister bogeyman." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/PaF/033.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1632, "height": 2121 } ] }, { "name": "Hand Pies", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "These palm-size pastries are as near a tavern staple as you can get. From town to town, you can find them stuffed with an astonishing variety of ingredients, ranging from venison or minced chicken to beef, minted lamb, or peacock (though usually just with leftovers from the meal before). Hand pies take on many forms and flavors and travel particularly well, making them adventurer-friendly fare. The variety presented below, made famous at Cuttle's Meat Pies located in Waterdeep's Trades Ward, is flavored with bacon and leeks and is extremely popular across the Heartlands, the Dales, and even the Savage Coast north of Faerûn, where hungry adventurers simply can't get enough of them." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HF/045_Newm_9781984858900_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "width": 1759, "height": 1989, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian" } ] }, { "name": "Hardbuckler Stew", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "If you ever walk the streets of the walled gnome town of Hardbuckler, located just a few weeks east of Baldur's Gate by caravan, there's a good chance that you'll miss the real city altogether. While quaint country cottages connected by narrow footpaths crowd the surface, the true action is in their generous cellars, which can extend as many as three stories below the ground. Linked by tunnels that serve as underground thoroughfares, gnome residents run shoppes, inns, and taprooms out of these cozy, hearth-lit subterranean spaces. It's here you'll find the town's culinary specialty: Hardbuckler stew. Typically prepared with potatoes, mushrooms, lichens, turnips, and a miscellany of meats, from fowl and goats to shrews and voles, this earthy and aromatic stew hits all the right notes. While every establishment in this elaborate undercity will tell you that they prepare it \"the right way,\" this particular version of the recipe calls for lamb, finely chopped for small gnome mouths." ] }, { "name": "Harengon Coffee Carrots", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "Nothing says {@i harvest} like the colorful dish known as Harengon Coffee Carrots. An unexpected journey of flavors, fresh wild-picked carrots are simmered with mountain-grown {@recipe kaeth|HFFotM} (or coffee) and a generous amount of beet-derived molasses. A touch of thyme and finely aged balsamic vinegar round out this sweet and acidic treat, so perfectly balanced that even the eladrin of the Feywild often include it as a staple of their elaborate forest feasts. The harengon, rabbit-like denizens of the Feywild, famously prepare this dish with a veritable rainbow of orange, red, white, yellow, and purple carrots, emphasizing presentation as much as flavor. The inspired infusion of coffee provides a robust tang that will also add zip to anyone's step, especially the harengon who are known for their exuberance. When it comes to the serving table, this vibrant fall side is bound to bring you back for more." ] }, { "name": "Harmonious Barracks Meatloaf", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "If you intend to police the chaotic streets of Sigil, it's best not to do it on an empty stomach. The warriors of the Harmonium are deeply dedicated to keeping order but are perhaps not so adventuresome in their tastes, so this rich, filling meal-in-itself will keep a soldier on the march for hours on end. Heaps of it are hot and plentiful in their barracks in the Lady's Ward. To maximize its proteins, this dish includes not just lamb but a medley of meats, which gives it its distinctive, hearty flavor. Ironically, a certain quantity of this meatloaf somehow finds its way into the hands of street vendors\u2014this is, after all, a town where everyone finds a way to turn a quick profit." ] }, { "name": "Harpell's Reserve", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "All members of the Harpell family are welcome at the Gilded Horseshoe, and their drinks are always free\u2014because all landlords of the Gilded Horseshoe know what happened to former owner Edgourd Mellish generations ago when he asked Lord Morgus Harpell to cover his bar tab. Edgourd now stands in the Harpells' statue garden, wreathed in ivy.", "To keep the Harpells happy, there's always a special blend of the Harpell's Reserve in a cask behind the bar. The blend is aged in sacred oak from the Neverwinter Wood, and no one else is allowed to drink it. One fool attempted to jump the bar to sample it and exploded into a cloud of bugs. Another was served the Reserve by mistake and reverted to infancy. An entire group of raiders attempted to rob the bar and almost got away with their heist, but one idiot tried to drink from the barrel and the whole group melted on the spot.", "We suggest you attempt this recipe at your own risk." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/PaF/036.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1632, "height": 2121 } ] }, { "name": "Heartlands Rose Apple and Blackberry Pie", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "As the story goes, a hungry halfling returned from her hillside stroll with a heavy basket of crisp rose apples and plump blackberries. In typical indecisive halfling fashion, she couldn't decide which to fill her pie with...so she chose both, and thus this legendary halfling dessert pie was born. A thick handmade crust and a flaky, buttery top blanket a tart and tasty rose apple (nearly any apple suffices, season pending, of course) and blackberry filling with spiced ground accents. Some halflings even dust their crust with a white Cheddar that melts for a unique flavor, but all of them agree that it would be a sin to serve this without a scoop of freshly whipped sweet cream." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HF/100_Newm_9781984858900_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "width": 1759, "height": 1989, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian" } ] }, { "name": "Hellish Rebuke", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "The Halfway Inn tries to offer something for everyone: fine wines for elves from Evereska, frothy ale for dwarves from the mountains, and sweet mead for humans from the prairies. The inn even has a drink concocted specifically for tieflings: a smoky, fiery drink named after a {@spell Hellish Rebuke|PHB|tiefling fire spell}.", "The reaction was mixed. Proprietor Myrin Silverspear realized that tieflings all had wildly different tastes, no matter what shared culture they have developed. This epiphany was a turning point for the Halfway Inn. Silverspear encouraged his servers to engage with their customers to find out what they really wanted. The staff discovered that some elves actually preferred ale to wine, and some dwarves preferred wine to ale\u2014and some folks from every species and culture enjoyed the punchy kick of a Hellish Rebuke." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/PaF/063.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1632, "height": 2121 } ] }, { "name": "High Harvest Puree", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "Highharvestide is a regional celebration of harvest and plenty that occurs annually near the autumnal equinox in certain regions of Toril. In days past, tradition mandated that elves solely consume nature's dew in honor of giving thanks; however, in recent years, the holiday has evolved into a multicourse feast anchored by a cornucopia of autumnal-themed dishes, including a warm and comforting blend of crop plants. This nourishing puree, a favorite of wood elves and eladrin alike, is a mélange of butternut squash, garlic, and thyme that is slow-simmered for a sweet and earthy flavor and garnished with an olive oil accent." ] }, { "name": "High Sun Florentines", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "The High Sun games are a particularly brutish \"sporting\" event that have been abolished and revived by successive Lords of Neverwinter across the generations, all depending on the mood of the time and how great a need there is to distract the common folk. The games see teams of adventurers\u2014or prisoners, in most cases\u2014attempting to navigate a shifting maze filled with monsters in a stadium of thousands of cheering fans. The fans are mostly cheering for the monsters.", "Naturally, the city's grandees watch the game from more elevated positions, where they are less likely to get splashed by some errant slime. From their lofty boxes, they are served fine wines and lacy little cookies. High Sun Florentines are the absolute height of refinement and as brittle as a barbarian's bones in the jaws of a {@creature displacer beast}." ] }, { "name": "Hogs in Bedrolls", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "Few things put a spring in a halfling's step quite like the buttery-sausage scent of freshly baked hogs in bedrolls wafting through the village. As curious as they are resourceful, halflings have a knack for creating new culinary combinations of things they love to eat\u2014in this case, savory sausages and flaky pastries. Diminutive, smoked pork-and-beef bangers are snugly rolled up into salty dough \"bedrolls\" until only their \"heads\" are poking out. The expert maneuver is to brush these little snacks with a thin egg wash before popping them in the oven, ensuring a glossy shine and a boost of color. And slathering them with butter once they are cooked is a truly tasty touch. Hogs in bedrolls might just be the perfect finger food for any size halfling gathering." ] }, { "name": "Hommlet Golden Brown Roasted Turkey with Sausage Stuffing and Drippings", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "That else makes the mouth water but a plump bird roasting on a spit above an open hearth? One particular style of this dish was made famous in the Village of Hommlet, on the far side of Nyr Dyv from the City of Greyhawk, where geese are plentiful in the warmer months and turkeys abundant in the winter. This turkey is served with a chunky gravy made from the bird's juices and brimming with bacon. The sausage stuffing comprises a pan-fried spicy ground pork, seasoned white-bread croutons, finely chopped onions, and small chunks of celery all folded into warm broth. A whole bird can be had in Hommlet for a gold piece, but too much turkey can hit you like a well-timed sleep spell, so it's better to stick to the legs." ] }, { "name": "Honey Milk", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "Frequently enjoyed by the Shadovar as a nightcap or a light dessert, honey milk is traditionally a stand-alone beverage that can be served chilled, warm, or even as toddy, spiked with herbal liqueur (as it is frequently done in the Shadowfell's forsaken city of Gloomwrought). While the preparation of honey milk is quite simple, the best versions balance a modest amount of honey with the freshest dairy (often imported from the Prime Material Plane) to produce a hearty yet refreshing drink served to all ages. However, the true key to properly preparing honey milk is patience. Traditionally, shadovar alchemists allow the mixture to marinate and cool for several hours before serving, and often include a garnish of cinnamon or citrus to make an attractive presentation for this lovely libation. Its elixir-like qualities are whispered to be good on the gut." ] }, { "name": "Honey-Drizzled Cream Puffs", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "Stuffed with vanilla custard, these delectable treats deservedly grace every halfling dessert spread from Amn up to Neverwinter and beyond. The crispy hollow pastry puffs, which can be prepared days in advance, are a treat alone, but not enough can be said about the custard filling\u2014a dense, velvety blend of cream, vanilla, and honey. While this custard is a wonderful filling or topping for any dessert, best applied with a straight-tipped pastry bag, it's perfectly normal to eat it by the spoonful as well (or so it's been reported). If you don't drizzle these puffs with a fine local honey, you are doing it wrong." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HF/103_Newm_9781984858900_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "width": 1759, "height": 1989, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian" } ] }, { "name": "Honeyed Ham with Pineapple Gravy", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "When it's time for a holiday feast, honeyed ham is the first dish in a halfling's oven. A large ham is brushed with layer upon layer of a local honey, brown sugar, and pineapple juice glaze for maximum sweetness before being set in the oven. And while the simmering scent of slow-cooking pork fills the homestead, a halfling gets to work on the accompanying pineapple gravy, a chunky and tangy sauce to drown your beast and starches in. It should be noted that this recipe goes just as well with wild boar, if you are inclined to catch one." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HF/098_Newm_9781984858900_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "width": 1759, "height": 1989, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian" } ] }, { "name": "Hordelander", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "Iokaste was once briefly smitten with a gentleman named Gannis Frostmantle who visited Waterdeep and claimed to be an emissary of the Tuigan horde from the distant lands of the Endless Waste. Gannis courted the widow and asked her help in finding people to fund his campaign against demonic intruders. He insisted he did not need her money, of course, but she would not hear of his refusal. A well-traveled woman, Iokaste added a drink to the menu of the Flumph that would remind Gannis of home: a salted yogurt-based drink that was popular among the horse riders of the Hordelands. Gannis tried the drink and spat it out, and that was when Iokaste realized he was a fraud.", "In a rare instance of solidarity between Iokaste and Wishes, they arranged a visit for Gannis with the wrathful gods of the Hordelands\u2014or at least an illusory approximation. Gannis was last seen heading for Luskan. The Hordelander cocktail remained on the menu as Iokaste had developed a taste for saltiness." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/PaF/042.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1632, "height": 2121 } ] }, { "name": "Hot River Crab Bites", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "A center of music and the arts, the town of Berdusk, in Faerûn's western heartlands, is known for many things, but above all for its hot river crabs. A specialty of the Sign of the Silver Sword Inn, these river delicacies are as dependent on freshness as on seasoning. Traditionally, locals would harvest crabs with soft shells and consume them within the day. As for the crab recipe, it's a closely guarded secret, but is believed to include crème fraîche and lemon zest mixed into a spread and served on endive. At only one copper piece per plate, they'll leave enough in your coinpurse for a glass of {@recipe Saerloonian Glowfire|HFFotM}\u2014the perfect complement." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HFFotM/033_NEWM_9781984861313_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1759, "height": 1988 } ] }, { "name": "Hot Spiced Cider", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "Hot spiced cider is an essential seasonal drink with appeal to all seeking warm liquid refuge after a day on the trail. Fresh-pressed apple cider, usually sold by the jugful at marketplaces or farms, is simmered over a low fire or stove with allspice, cloves, brown sugar, and a burst of orange tossed in for measure before it's topped with fresh cream and a cinnamon stick. Halflings serve up their own special varietal named Moonslake, a minty, alcoholic apple cocktail that's been blended with a boiled and strained mint-crushed water yielding a biting, cool aftertaste (that humans tend not to enjoy). Elves prepare it clean, often cheesecloth strained, for a refined, glassy amber appearance. Dwarves aren't fussy, they just like it spiked. Regardless of your preference, savor one of these cool-weather concoctions to warm you from the inside out." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "decks/HFDoMM/Deck of Many Morsels/Hot Spiced Cider.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1500, "height": 2102 } ] }, { "name": "Illuskan Mulled Cider", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "The tough Northlanders of Luskan have endured many long, bitter winters; some winters have even frozen the wide Mirar River solid and trapped the fine ships that are the heart and engine of the City of Sails.", "Illuskan mulled cider is sold on many street corners across the city, often simmering for hours in large iron pots over coal braziers, and the five gangs that dominate the city each have their own preferred vendors and recipes. The folks at Ship Kurth enjoy a fragrant cider with plenty of ginger and cardamom, the Ship Baram gang go heavy on the oranges, and the Ship Suljack folk add more maple syrup to their cider than most people can stand. All five Ships agree that Illuskan mulled cider can only be made from the region's own hardy orchard stock. When word spread that the Yawning Portal proprietor, {@creature Durnan|WDH}, was selling \"Illuskan mulled cider\" made with Waterdhavian apples, they sent an envoy to advise him of his mistake. The Kurth recipe is now the standard at the Yawning Portal." ] }, { "name": "Inkpot Negroni", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "To enter Candlekeep, a would-be scholar must present a written work that the library does not already possess\u2014a significant challenge given that Candlekeep has perhaps the most extensive collection of books and lore in all of Faerûn. Whenever a new arrival comes to the gates with an offering, runners are dispatched to search the stacks and make sure the offered text is unique.", "Experts in the culinary arts may have some advantage here, as a book of original recipes counts as a written work. At least one seeker has been granted entry to Candlekeep by sitting for 3 days on a rock in front of the keep and writing down recipes. All the recipes were his own innovations, and one was for this radical cocktail with dark vinegar and a tarragon garnish that was intended to resemble a Candlekeep inkpot with a quill." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/PaF/025.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1632, "height": 2121 } ] }, { "name": "Irlymeyer's Dragonfire Punch", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "The golden rule with any good tavern punch is that, when going down, it should feel like you were struck by a physical one and make you more inclined to throw one. Such is the case with the potent potable sometimes called Irlymeyer's Dragonfire Punch. A creation of the mysterious mixologist for whom the drink is named, and perfected by Otik Sandath of the Inn of the Last Home, this refreshing beverage is chock-full of domestic and imported juices from across Krynn, including cranberry, orange, and pineapple. The \"punch\" comes from the generous amounts of brandy and sparkling wine. Originally named for its use of poisonous dragon's rose blossoms, the recipe has changed significantly over the years, but its effect upon patrons has not." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HFFotM/082_NEWM_9781984861313_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1759, "height": 1988 } ] }, { "name": "Iron Rations", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "You won't last long anywhere in the multiverse without a few basic things: a trusty sword, a full waterskin, and some iron rations. Sometimes referred to as \"journeyfood,\" this staple provides essential nourishment for adventurers of all sorts, from the trail-tested travelers of Ansalon to the dungeon-delving explorers of the Flanaess. While ingredients frequently vary depending on region, these rations tend to be lightweight, protein-packed, and preserved to last days or even weeks on the road, featuring ingredients such as cured meats, dried fruits, nuts, and cheeses with biscuits, crackers, or hardtack. Godspeed and good eating fair adventurer." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HF/039_Newm_9781984858900_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "width": 1759, "height": 1988, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian" } ] }, { "name": "Kaeth", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "Kaeth, or coffee, is an aromatic brew made from ground roasted beans and is famous for its invigorating properties, making it a prevalent day starter throughout the worlds of the multiverse. In Sigil, the City of Doors, planar sightseers can sample from a wide array of coffee beans and beverages from countless planets. Kaeth, as it is commonly called on the planet Toril, has developed into quite the delicacy along the Sword Coast, where it is now imported in droves. In the nation of Sembia, a popular method of preparation features a blend of melted chocolate and liquor. In some areas, kaeth is so popular that it has become more profitable than the tea trade. The peoples of the planet Krynn drink tarbean tea and kefre, both of which are derived from vibrant, dark-roasted beans and frequently served black. In contrast, citizens of the Outer Planes imbibe numerous spiced and creamed variants of kaeth, including the notable Mountain Majesty of Mount Celestia. On the planet Oerth, coffee trends more acidic and is frequently blended into creamy liquors to grant an extra kick. But perhaps the most notable, kav'la, in which creamed coconut milk is swirled into a malted, dark, nutty roast, is served in tall, ornate ceramic vessels and is easily found in the cultured bazaars of Sigil. Regardless of which varietal you choose, kaeth, in its endless forms, serves as a caffeine-infused pick-me-up, whether on the trail or in the safe confines of one's homestead." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HFFotM/132_NEWM_9781984861313_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1759, "height": 1988 } ] }, { "name": "Kara-Tur Noodles", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "Few nations on the planet Toril are as powerful or influential as the human empire of Shou Lung, found in the vast region of Kara-Tur. While this region boasts distinct religions and a proud culture, it also possesses an equally strong culinary tradition. Although there is sparse interaction or conflict between the city-states of the Sword Coast and Kara-Tur, many of its tea leaves, such as Pale Jade, Fim Fim, Dragon's Eye, and Long Jing, are imported in significant quantities by Faerûnian traders, and certain dishes, including various noodles, have made the long migration west as well. While you won't find this stir-fried entrée on just any tavern menu, it has found its way into the more modern eateries of cultural epicenters such as Waterdeep. A heaping bowl of noodles flash-cooked in a deep, oil-drizzled skillet along with chunks of chicken, vegetables, and a salty soy sauce or garum (a fish-based sauce) has become a popular change of pace from the traditional roasts and soups of the Sword Coast." ] }, { "name": "Kender Loaf", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "Kender loaf, or raston pastry as it has been called, is a filling, raisin-specked dessert to round out a hearty meal. However, in its earlier incarnations, raston pastry dated back to the first Dragon War, when not even scraps of stale bread could be discarded. Crusts of stale bread were habitually tossed into a basin and later mashed to create livestock feed, but the kender saw an opportunity. Stale bread was separated from other half-finished morsels; soaked in water; sugared, spiced, and dried; then served up as what was known as kender loaf, the pre-owned bread. So popular was kender loaf that the process was refined with eggs, cream, and spices, evolving into the bread puddings we know today." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HFFotM/080_NEWM_9781984861313_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1759, "height": 1988 } ] }, { "name": "Kender Stumblenoodles", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "Kender legends have a way of shifting and swaying merrily with the tides of the Blood Sea of Istar. An early tale held that kender stumblenoodles were born of a collision between two frantic kender cooks\u2014when their pots mixed, it resulted in an unexpected alliance of flavors and ingredients. However, ask a kender adventurer, and you may as likely hear a yarn concerning a well-placed insult aimed toward a draconian corporal and his squad. As the bold kender scoundrel made haste to flee, he frantically threw about any valuables behind him to dissuade his pursuers. In his desperation, he ejected a small sack of mixed spices, hardened cheese, a jar of mustard, and several handfuls of uncooked spiral pasta shells that, as kender luck would have it, served as a meal of caltrops for draconian toes and sent the kender's pursuers stumbling into the mud. In honor of this brave kender's sacrifice (the loss of a perfectly good sack of pasta), kender across Krynn have memorialized the occasion in classic, good-humored kender fashion." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HFFotM/074_NEWM_9781984861313_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1759, "height": 1988 }, { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HFFotM/075_NEWM_9781984861313_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1759, "height": 1989 } ] }, { "name": "Kendermore Cobbler", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "Nothing warms the soul quite like the scent of a freshly baked kender cobbler. The flavor of this effervescent blend of peaches, dark berries, vanilla, cloves, and liquor (for the brave, a sizable enough dash to make your toes tingle) is as fascinating as the diminutive folk who invented it. Kender\u2014said to be birthed of magic and chaos\u2014approach food in much the same manner as they traverse the worlds of the multiverse: adventurously. The buttery, flaky topping oozing with soft, chopped peaches should be enough, but when combined with blueberries, the cobbler filling brightens in a curiously kender way. This dessert is especially popular on Mid-year Day in Sixthmonth, which also happens to be Peach Month in Ansalon, but it remains the dessert of choice for the kender of Krynn regardless of holiday or season. Often served as a cobbler, sometimes as a crumble, but never to be skipped, especially when offered warm with a hefty dollop of fresh whipped cream." ] }, { "name": "Kinship Shrub", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "Kinship Shrub is an elven festival offering that has been adopted enthusiastically by other species that hold elven elegance and refinement in high regard. After all, elves do not need to eat or drink, so the drinks that they do indulge in must be something special. Kinship Shrub is said to cleanse the palate very effectively before a great meal. What many fail to realize is exactly whose palate the drink is intended to cleanse. The shrub was devised by a particularly snobbish elf who loathed the smell of humans. When forced to sit down and break bread with them at a great peacemaking banquet, he invented this drink to lessen the assault on his senses.", "The drink became popular at such feasts among both elves and humans: Elves shared the creator's delicate sensitivities, and humans thought they were being offered something ceremonial. Of course, it found a place on the menu of the Hissing Stones, where feasts are rare but difficult diplomatic conversations are commonplace." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/PaF/105.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1632, "height": 2121 } ] }, { "name": "Lady Ophala", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "One of the remarkable features of the Moonstone Mask is that it sits atop a floating rock anchored to the ground by heavy iron chains. This unusual arrangement was a side effect of the wide-reaching cataclysm of 1385 dubbed the \"Spellplague,\" but the owners of the Mask decided it suited their purposes. Being located on a floating rock both speaks to the elite, elevated character of the venue and makes it much harder for unwelcome guests to intrude.", "To mark the venue's centenary, the Lady Ophala cocktail was created. Named for founding proprietor Lady Ophala Cheldarstorn, the luxurious drink is \"garnished\" with ice cream to evoke the Mask's unusual outward appearance." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/PaF/088.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1632, "height": 2121 } ] }, { "name": "Lathander's Bounty", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "{@deity Lathander|Faerûnian|SCAG} the Morninglord, god of the rising sun, the new day, hope, and fresh beginnings, gives his name to this bright and enlivening fruit drink that is the perfect way to start the morning, especially after a grim night.", "Golden, handsome, and eternally fresh-faced, {@deity Lathander|Faerûnian|SCAG} is a favorite god among the athletically inclined. Lathander's bounty is nothing so crass as riches or fame, but the healthy and invigorating natural bounty of fresh bright peaches and sweet sunny mangos that are emblematic of Lathander's radiant aspect. Paladins in service to {@deity Lathander|Faerûnian|SCAG} will often stop at the Hissing Stones to exercise and take the waters. This is the drink they almost always order. The less athletically inclined also sometimes order it in the desperate hope that it will give them abs and lustrous golden hair. Who knows, maybe one day it will!" ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/PaF/104.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1632, "height": 2121 } ] }, { "name": "Laumberry Pie", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "The Yawning Portal of Waterdeep serves a new pie every week, based on the seasonal ingredients available. You're really in luck when laumberries from the frosty Frozenfar are in season. Their tartness is softened by the sweetness of the dough, making it the perfect blend of flavors. The famous tavern likely pilfered the idea from the hardy bakers of Bryn Shander. Pies in this style are made off-season with blueberries, blackberries, and raspberries, which together give you something of the flavor of the original. They're best served a bit chilled, and when done right have been known to resurrect the spirits of weary adventurers emerging from the Undermountain." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HFFotM/038_NEWM_9781984861313_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1759, "height": 1988 } ] }, { "name": "Library Martini", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "Varnyr, the senior scribe at Candlekeep, has watched over the books at the library for centuries with the doting attention of a loving mother. Her one overwhelming desire in life is to protect her books. In her earliest days at the library, she planted sage bushes all around Candlekeep. Oil and smoke from the leaves of the sage plant were a natural preventative against the moths and weevils that might have devoured the pages of her books.", "Over time, the monks of Candlekeep devised magic means to protect the books instead. The sage plants are now part of the scenery and an integral feature of Candlekeep in many students' minds. Wearing a sage posy or sage embroidery is one way that students might identify each other. The sage-infused Library Martini is one of the most enjoyable ways that Candlekeep uses its excess of sage and honors its history, and it remains a favorite drink of Varnyr's to this day." ] }, { "name": "Littlewinter", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "As you may have ascertained, it is never winter in Neverwinter. However, magic can be unpredictable and so can weather. On rare occasions, these idiosyncrasies intersect, and it becomes cold enough in the city to maybe wear a coat.", "Folks who have adapted to life in cold climates can usually tolerate plummeting temperatures with a shrug, but people living in warm climates seem to notice every drop of one degree on the thermometer. In Neverwinter, as soon as there's a slight chill in the air, residents call it a \"littlewinter\" and retreat to the tavern to order a hot toddy. This popular variation is so delicious, with its mix of maple syrup, cinnamon, and brandy, that one almost hopes for a little winter to appreciate it!" ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/PaF/073.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1632, "height": 2121 } ] }, { "name": "Lluirwood Salad", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "Located along the northern border of the former halfling nation of Luiren was the Lluirwood of southeast Faerûn. Sometimes called \"the Longforest,\" due to its lengthy expanse, this dense woodland was the native homeland of three groups of halfling who once foraged the thick foliage in search of delectable forest treats. After the Hin Ghostwars, the Lluirwood was mostly abandoned by halflings and subsequently inhabited by ill-tempered monsters that wandered in from the Toadsquat Mountains to the north. But even after generations, hungry hin from the coastal cities of Luiren still craved those tasty forest flavors and paid adventurers handsomely to extract its ingredients. Prior to the Spellplague, which submerged all of Luiren, this sweet and savory salad, made up of whole-leaf spinach, dried cranberries, candied pecans, and spring cheese, topped with a tangy vinaigrette dressing, would anchor the menus of taverns from Beluir to Shoun\u2014a perfect starter to first or second evenfeast." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "decks/HFDoMM/Deck of Many Morsels/Lluirwood Salad.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1500, "height": 2102 } ] }, { "name": "Loaf Pudding", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "The Elfsong Tavern of Baldur's Gate is known for many things: the disembodied singing voice of an elven maiden for which the tavern is named; the stuffed baby beholder over the mantle; and the driftglobe-lit taproom. But there is no better reason to visit this famous haven for adventurers than its delectable Loaf Pudding. A specialty of halfling head-chef Chenna Fatrabbit and her human pastry sidekick, Klav Martilmur, this moist, yogurt-infused loaf is soaked in a delicious vanilla-almond syrup and topped with a sprinkle of salted almonds to add just the right amount of crunch. The dessert is so coveted that even Spelljammer pirates have occasionally dropped into port to bring a loaf or two back to Realmspace." ] }, { "name": "Loklee", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "On the occasion of the Grand Duke of Baldur's Gate, Ulder Ravengard's, civic visit to Longsaddle, the Lord of Longsaddle, Dowell Harpell, instructed one of the bartenders at the Gilded Horseshoe to make a cocktail in his honor.", "The bartender, a githyanki named L'rai, was born in Baldur's Gate and knew of the city's darkness, sophistication, and complexity very well. She created a cocktail inspired by her memories of a sour-edged and very strong bathtub whiskey rumored to have been made and enjoyed by shepherds since the time when Baldur's Gate was still the humble village known as Loklee. Unfortunately, Lord Ravengard never bothered to visit the tavern during his stay to try L'rai's adaptation. The Gilded Horseshoe still serves the Loklee cocktail in case he ever stops by." ] }, { "name": "Luiric Rarebit", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "Rarebit is a simple but delicious tavern treat for hardworking adventurers originating among the halflings of Luiren. Any proud halfling will tell you that they eat and drink very good bread, cheese, and beer because \"simple\" is not the same as \"unsophisticated.\" Delicious rarebit can be made from cheap ingredients and leftover bits of cheese, which is good news for Ogawane Hinkille, the halfling chef at the Yawning Portal, who allegedly makes his rarebit from whatever scraps he can salvage from the tavern floor. (This is not recommended for the home cook.)" ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/PaF/100.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 2312, "height": 1497 } ] }, { "name": "Madame Rosene's Nightcap", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "Madame Rosene is an influential figure in Neverwinter\u2014well connected, well informed, and always invested in the city's success. As proprietor of the Driftwood Tavern and curator of the museum, she has an intimate knowledge of the city's past and present tensions. She also has one other advantage up her sleeve: her cellars.", "The Driftwood Tavern is one of the only intact buildings in the city to survive multiple cataclysms, and it has not only preserved the many historic artifacts collected under its roof over the centuries, but also a world-class collection of vintage wines and brandies. Madame Rosene enjoys a glass of that brandy every evening, and to share in her wealth, one must be invited to join her for a nightcap.", "The cocktail on the tavern's menu does not use Madame Rosene's private reserve; one would never mix such precious spirits! But it's as close as most patrons will get to the experience of a snifter with the aloof and venerable lady herself, and it is what Madame Rosene will order if she has a second or a third drink." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/PaF/069.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1632, "height": 2121 } ] }, { "name": "Magic Jar", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "Students of darker magic are closely watched by the senior scribes at Candlekeep in case they are tempted into wickedness. The stoic moon elf Vooshadi Moonriver is especially watchful of those adjutants studying {@spell Magic Jar}, a necromancy spell that allows the caster to transfer their soul into a jar and then possess a nearby target, swapping the target's soul with their own into the same jar.", "{@spell Magic Jar} is a spell with many dangers, most especially the risk of death if the spell is disrupted and a high chance of spiritual corruption from taking control of another person's body. There is even a possibility of the caster or the target's soul becoming forever trapped in the jar.", "Vooshadi did not react well when she learned a group of young scholars had devised a gin punch they dubbed \"Magic Jar\" because, in the words of a student, \"It gets you out of your head.\" Their frivolous disdain for such a serious spell was alarming to the elder scribe. The students begged Vooshadi to at least try their creation, in the spirit of inquiry, and she reluctantly agreed. Vooshadi still won't refer to this drink by its official name, but she does enjoy a Magic Jar when she wants to let her hair down." ] }, { "name": "Malatran Mule", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "Iokaste Daliano requires a strong drink to get her through each night at the Pink Flumph. The truth is, she hates theater. Her late husband, Algondar, created the Flumph to indulge his passion for the arts, and when he died, she kept it open to indulge her own passion, which was hobnobbing with rich and powerful theater patrons and finagling her way into a position of influence in Waterdeep.", "In her younger days, Iokaste traveled to Kara-Tur as a treasure hunter. It was there she met the young Algondar, then a traveling bard, and a faerie dragon that could grant Algondar's \"wishes\" to own a theater. Algondar brought \"Wishes\" back to Waterdeep to star in his shows, and Iokaste brought back a taste for strong, spicy drinks that could help her endure night after night of raucous flamboyant theatrical entertainments. The Malatran Mule is her contribution to the venue." ] }, { "name": "Many Stars", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "The city of Neverwinter has faced its share of power struggles over the years, but the city's history could have turned out very differently. Some of its gravest threats were quietly dealt with by a secretive guild of arcane mages known as the Many Starred Cloak who devote themselves to protecting the city. Rumor has it that one of their members from this forgotten organization was Lady Ophala, who established the Moonstone Mask to fund and support their operations. It's also said that a secret room exists at the establishment where members of the guild once met to make their plans. The name of the guild lives on in this sweet, spiced, delicious wine cocktail that remains popular throughout the blazing Neverwinter summer.", "The current owners of the Mask insist that if any secret meeting room ever existed, they have not found it; and if any such guild ever met there, they know nothing about it; and if the guild still exists and is still meeting there, they certainly will not answer questions about it, so perhaps you should order another drink." ] }, { "name": "Meal's End", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "Heavy cream, foraged fruits, and a crushed dark meringue comprise a delightful combination of flavors that offer a light and colorful post-meal elven sweet. Elves aren't decadent and are resultantly not known for their culinary prowess with desserts, but this refreshing dish is quick to concoct and easy to serve by the bowlful, requiring no baking. While there are subtle variations of \"meal's end\" based on region and culture, the version with chopped persimmon or plum in lieu of field berries is quite sensational and thus recommended." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HF/073_Newm_9781984858900_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "width": 1759, "height": 1989, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian" } ] }, { "name": "Melted Cheeses with Chunky Tomato Broth", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "Halflings not only know their cheese, they also boast innumerable ways to prepare it. Bread, buttered on the outside, is layered with strips of cheese, sprinkled with seasoning, and pan-fried, before being sliced into strips, or \"dippers,\" for soup dunking. The recipe itself is quite simple (and really just an excuse to eat more cheese)! Sometimes served spicy, these sandwiches are often dashed with dill, nutmeg, basil, or the like, depending on the mood of the chef. The same goes for the accompanying soup, commonly a chunky tomato but occasionally a smooth red pepper puree. It's always served warm, more as a sort of dipping sauce that can be guzzled once the cheeses have disappeared. One of the simplest midday recipes in the halfling repertoire, melted cheeses have also been heavily adopted by humans across the land, with the dish adorning countless tavern menus." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HF/093_Newm_9781984858900_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "width": 1759, "height": 1989, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian" } ] }, { "name": "Miner's Pie", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "The Miner's Pie, sometimes referred to as a \"shepherd's pie\" by humans and halflings, is a truly hearty one-stop meal for the tireless dwarf in all of us. Ground beef (or lamb or venison), sweet corn, peas, onions, and leeks are crusted by a potato mash topped with cheese. This is one of the few dwarven dishes readily served at inns across Faerûn, particularly those of the North and Heartlands, likely because the human variant borrows much from this dwarven classic." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HF/079_Newm_9781984858900_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "width": 1759, "height": 1988, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian" } ] }, { "name": "Mingari-Spiced Owlbear Milk", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "While conventionally prepared with a base of {@creature owlbear|MM} milk, other types of milk such as yak milk, buttermilk, rice milk, and even nut milk are all suitable substitutes in this creamy, cozy concoction. But no matter which milk you choose, there is no alternative for Mingari spice, culled from the inner bark of Mingari trees. Likened in both flavor and scent to cinnamon, Mingari spice is a rare but highly sought-after seasoning indigenous to southeast Faerûn. Although rare, this strong, aromatic spice is incredibly versatile, at home in both sweet and savory dishes, and thus it has spread throughout the Realms and beyond. However, satisfying Mingari-Spiced Owlbear Milk requires merely a dash of this scarce but potent accent. Travelers in search of a day starter, an alcohol-infused night capper, or even a medicinal stomach soother, invariably relish a tall mug of this nourishing milk." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HFFotM/041_NEWM_9781984861313_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1759, "height": 1988 } ] }, { "name": "Mintwater", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "Merilyn Allaryr may well have brought Mintwater to Baldur's Gate and possibly to Faerûn. A moon elf with many centuries of wandering and learning under her belt, Merilyn developed a fondness for mint on her travels and catalogued hundreds of varieties of the herb, noting different properties, uses, and flavors. By some reports, her office at the Stones is lined with jars of dried mint leaves and terrariums of living mint plants, and she has a tome that records many hundreds of recipes for Mintwater.", "As far as Merilyn is concerned, there is actually no such thing as Mintwater because it is too simple a name for such a complex idea. Every recipe has its own charms and idiosyncrasies. There was a time when anyone ordering Mintwater at the Stones was met by an overly enthusiastic Merilyn and her giant tome. After several minutes of anguished browsing, patrons would usually order something else or just leave. Merilyn was eventually persuaded to leave the customers alone, and as with every other venue that serves Mintwater, the Stones now offers just one recipe. Unless, of course, you ask to see the book." ] }, { "name": "Moonrise", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "The redoubtable elven settlement of Evereska maintains a cool relationship with the Halfway Inn's proprietor, Myrin Silverspear. Silverspear offers a warm welcome to all who step through the doors of his inn, in stark contrast to the proudly unapproachable Evereskans.", "In spite of this difference in approach, Evereska tolerates the inn's unusual proximity to the secretive community because the people of Evereska respect Silverspear as a fair broker and because Evereska benefits from having a trading post nearby. It is rumored that Silverspear is an exiled noble of Evereska, which would explain why he is so respected and tolerated and yet still excluded.", "The Moonrise cocktail, with its distinct layers, is said to evoke the view of the rising moon from the heightened vantage of Evereska through the haze of the city's own magic field. It's one of the most beautiful and cherished sights and one that Silverspear knows he will never see again." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/PaF/060.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1632, "height": 2121 } ] }, { "name": "Moonshae Seafood Rice", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "Originated in the mythical elven isle of Evermeet but popularized by adventurous expatriates along the Sword Coast and its scattered archipelago, this creamy fish rice dish requires a patient chef...but it's well worth the wait! Short-grain rice (which yields a stickier, compact texture), along with a medley of ocean \"fruits,\" including shrimp and scallops, is slow cooked in a rich seafood broth until it reaches a smooth, velvety consistency. Butter, onion, saffron, elven dry white wine, and olive oil all intermingle and do their part in activating the dreamy maritime flavors. Some elven chefs of old would finish the dish with a swirl of mascarpone." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HF/070_Newm_9781984858900_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "width": 1759, "height": 1988, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian" } ] }, { "name": "Moonwood Artichoke Spread", "source": "HFDoMM", "entries": [ "The Silver Marches forest known as the Moonwood is a place of magic, wonder, and secrets. And perhaps no secret is better protected than the recipe for the dish called Moonwood Artichoke Spread. Crafted by the moon elves of the wooded village of Moonvines, this creamy spread is made from the freshest Moonwood artichoke hearts and enough garlic to scare off even the fiercest lycanthropes of Claw Hollow. A generous helping of locally harvested herbs, cream cheese, and a handful of Mithral Hall shallots makes this a can't-miss dip for not just elves of the moon but for everyone under the sun." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "decks/HFDoMM/Deck of Many Morsels/Moonwood Artichoke Spread.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1500, "height": 2102 } ] }, { "name": "Mother", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "Somewhere between a drink and a meal, \"Mother\" was created by the Pink Flumph's celebrated performer, the drag queen Chaotic Eva. Eva needed something to keep her nourished and drunk as she gamely made her way through up to fifteen performances a week on the Waterdhavian stage. Eva inspired many drag performers to follow in her footsteps, earning her the honorific Mother, and her name was also transferred to her favorite drink. Most who try it are quickly converted to its charms, though Eva's own drag children\u2014Misty Step, Halflina, and Gary Ooze\u2014are too squeamish to give the drink a try." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/PaF/045.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1632, "height": 2121 } ] }, { "name": "Mourning Cup", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "There were two silent monks who lived centuries ago at a temple near Baldur's Gate and they shared a loving bond of devotion as great as any offered to the gods. The story goes that when one of the pair lay on the threshold of death, the other gestured for the reaper to sit and take tea. The monk prepared a syrup of rosemary, the herb of remembrance. He brewed two cups of green tea and set them on the doorstep on a chilly morning to slowly steep and develop flavor. The monk used this time to cherish the last hours of his beloved friend's life and to set firm in his memory all that he loved about him. He and the reaper drank together in quiet contemplation, enjoying the sweetness of honey, the savor of rosemary, and the vivacity of green tea. This drink is now served at the Hissing Stones and always enjoyed in silent remembrance." ] }, { "name": "Mushroom Tea", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "When the hearth fire dims in the Underdark, the drow are known to reach for their kettles\u2014not to make any herbal tea, but instead an after-dinner broth of simmering mushrooms. If they can find them, the drow prefer matsutake, though shiitake or maitake will do in a pinch. They place the sliced mushrooms into a clear broth seasoned with dried kelp, sometimes with a splash of fish stock or soy sauce and alcohol, and heat it in a teakettle. From this, they pour small cups of the fragrant tea to imbibe slowly until the mushrooms cook to perfection, at which point they are eaten with a fine skewer." ] }, { "name": "Necromancer", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "On a survey of the fauna of Toril, the powerful sage Kazryn Nyantani encountered a mad necromancer who kept a beautiful garden of wormwood, juniper, and bitter citrus. She discovered, to her great alarm, that the garden was sustained by the same corpses the necromancer called on to do his terrible bidding!", "The necromancer crafted an intoxicating potion infused with the fruits of his garden that he claimed would grant him eternal life. He was wrong, but the drink was delicious, with elegantly balanced notes of citrus and anise and a pale pallor reminiscent of the ghastly flesh of the animated dead. Nyantani brought the recipe back to Candlekeep, where it has put more people on their backs than it has ever raised from the dead." ] }, { "name": "Nether Gold", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "For three thousand years, the Netheril Empire dominated Faerûn from wondrous citadels floating high above the land. Such was the power of the Empire that it seemed indestructible, and that\u2014of course\u2014was its undoing. Karsus, the greatest of the city's spellcasters, was so drunk on power that he tried to place himself among the gods themselves. He was cast down for his pride as was the Empire.", "The vast deserts of Anauroch beyond Evereska are the graveyard of Netheril. Treasure hunters often venture out to seek their fortune, hoping to find gold, jewels, or long-lost magic artifacts. Beyond the environmental challenges of the desert and the rivalry of other hunters in a lawless land, they face a high likelihood of death thanks to Netherese creatures, traps, and ancient spells scattered across the sands. The Gilded Horseshoe is the last stop before the desert for many of these hunters. This golden cocktail with honey is often their last drink before they depart, and perhaps their last drink ever." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/PaF/034.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1632, "height": 2121 } ] }, { "name": "Neverwinter Cheese Board", "source": "HFDoMM", "entries": [ "Neverwinter harbor is remarkable for two reasons. First, it never freezes due to the warm waters that flow out from the volcanic Mount Hotenow via the Neverwinter River into the harbor and second, for the {@book Moonstone Mask tavern|PaF|10}, which towers over the harbor on its own moored island. Known for its mysterious moonstone-mask-adorned servers, the five-story eatery serves some of the rarest and most exceptional cuisine in all Faerûn. While its patrons rave about its meat pies and rare {@recipe Feywine Punch|PaF|feywine}, it's the cheese that wins the day. Sourced from seemingly every corner of the Realms (and beyond), its cheese board is without equal, featuring the rarest Arabellan Cheddar, pocked Waterdhavian Cheese, soft red-rinded Death Cheese, the heavily veined Elturian Grey sheep's cheese, and even the port wine-infused Turmish Brick\u2014all served with fresh-baked bread from Siril's Bakery. Local cornichons and Memnon almonds add some crunch to the mix, while the sweet is provided by Neverwinter honey and dates and figs from Calimshan. Cleanse each bite with a refreshing nibble of Dalelands rose apple, locally sourced grapes, or even fennel." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "decks/HFDoMM/Deck of Many Morsels/Neverwinter Cheese Board.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1500, "height": 2102 } ] }, { "name": "Neverwinter Nectar", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "Neverwinter nectar is an expensive but tasty spirit-based drink, known for its sweet fruit-infused flavor, buttery base, and citrus-tinged aftertaste. Perennially popular in Neverwinter, this \"nectar\" has gradually appeared on the drink lists of many of the finer eateries among the well-traveled cities of the Sword Coast. The surprisingly crisp and refreshing cocktail is so rich in flavor, it is often consumed in lieu of dessert or as an accompaniment to lighter fare. Veteran barkeeps unlock the full spectrum of flavors when they combine the unique mixture of juices, brandy, and white wine with a touch of sparkling water and ice. Felzoun's Folly, in Waterdeep, serves one of the more notable iterations of this syrupy and perfectly divine concoction." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HFFotM/042_NEWM_9781984861313_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1759, "height": 1988 } ] }, { "name": "Night Hag's Delight", "source": "HFDoMM", "entries": [ "{@creature Night hag|XMM|Night hags} live to spoil and corrupt, so it should come as no surprise that their signature dessert known as Night Hag's Delight both spoils the taste buds and corrupts one's ability to stop eating them. While night hags are known to bewitch with visions and nightmares, this blackberry butter-filled tartlet is far closer to a dream. Made with fresh Feywild blackberries, Sembian honey, and a touch of Prismeer vanilla, these tasty tarts can be found from Hither and Thither to Yon and everywhere in between. But remember, the hospitality of a night hag always comes with a catch\u2014their baking prowess is nothing but a lure for sweet-toothed souls, and there's always room in a night hag's soul bag for one more." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "decks/HFDoMM/Deck of Many Morsels/Night Hag's Delight.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1500, "height": 2102 } ] }, { "name": "Night Watch", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "The Harpers are a secret network of magic spies who champion the downtrodden and wage war against tyrants. According to rumor, many of their number are bards, minstrels, actors, musicians, and other performers\u2014which means that in any theater at any given time, there may be a Harper among the cast.", "The actor Yaliek Iltizmar, who specializes in playing romantic blackguards and evil princes, has a theory that the surest way to spot a Harper in a theater is to see who's ordering a Night Watch at the aftershow. Harpers are known for their nocturnal vigilance, after all, and this coffee-forward cocktail is a favorite for anyone who wants to stay awake through the night. Yaliek says she always has one eye open to spot which of her fellow performers might be a Harper. Yaliek also often has a Night Watch in hand because, she says, she just likes the taste." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/PaF/044.webp" }, "credit": "Goodname Digital Art Studio", "width": 2137, "height": 675 } ] }, { "name": "Noble Pretender", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "Many con artists and swindlers pass through Luskan. Those who chance their hand in the wrong venue or move on the wrong mark often don't make it out of the town. One story tells of a man named Gannis Redthumb, a self-proclaimed fugitive aristocrat from Damara seeking safe passage from his persecutors. He plied the patrons of the One-Eyed Jax with fancy drinks and told his new friends that he was carrying magic pits and seeds for winter peaches and strawberries that could grow in bitter snow and feed the hungry through the dead months. Gannis found many potential buyers for his magic fruit\u2014he hooked their interest over strong drinks that loosened their purse strings. Unfortunately for him, the One-Eyed Jax shares some customers with the {@book Low Lantern|PaF|6} in Waterdeep. One day, a quiet kenku arrived in town and perched unnoticed in the shadows of the bar. The next day, Gannis was pulled out of the bay in a fishing net.", "A drink inspired by Gannis Redthumb's misadventure is still served at the Jax, a reminder to all patrons that the games they play beyond these doors are not tolerated inside them." ] }, { "name": "Ogretoe", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "The ogre Orgo Beardlichen stumbled into the Horseshoe one evening, claiming to have been caught in a freak snowstorm on an otherwise bright, sunny day. The staff warmed him up but could not save the big toe on his left foot, which had already turned black. Orgo took an axe off the wall, chopped off the toe, and plopped it in a cask of whiskey. He said he would find a healer who could reattach it. There had been no freak snowstorm, however. Orgo had merely offended a frost druid, and she wasn't done taking her revenge on him. The druid entered the bar and killed Orgo on the spot. The toe in the whiskey was the only part of him left behind.", "Drinking the ogre toe whiskey became a strange tradition at the Horseshoe. People dared each other to drink a shot of contaminated whiskey with the toe bobbing in the glass, and anyone who \"kissed\" the toe was inducted into \"the Ogretoe Society.\" Unfortunately, the adventurer {@creature Volothamp \"Volo\" Geddarm|ToA|Volothamp Geddarm} swallowed the toe, and now the bar serves a drink that approximates the original with a pickle in place of the toe and pickle juice to give it that ogre-ish flavor." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/PaF/035.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1632, "height": 2121 } ] }, { "name": "Onion Loaf", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "The onion loaf on the menu at the Yawning Portal is done in the Cormyr style: big, dark loaves, as dense as the King's Forest. While the onion may be the headliner, the real stars of the show are the leeks, scallions, and fresh buttermilk, which help round out the flavors of this rich, crusty loaf\u2014perfect for morningfeast or eveningfeast. When it's time to break bread with adventuring companions, old and new, an onion loaf is an inexpensive and delicious option that's practically a meal in itself." ] }, { "name": "Orange Mountain Duck", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "Dwarves are widely renowned for their \"unsweet tooth,\" but that doesn't deny them good taste, as evidenced by the southern Faerûnian gold dwarves' affinity for orange and persimmon mountain duck. The uniquely hot-and-tart sauce brightens the succulent gamey meat and yields a divine duck-skin treat. Perhaps years of living near humans wore them down or broadened their palate, but it is said modern dwarves have actually come to blows over the coveted crispy skin alone! While this dish might not grace the subterranean banquet halls of days long gone, it is surely on the surface dwarf menus of today." ] }, { "name": "Ornabra", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "Ornabra is a hearty meal and something of a badge of honor for those who have eaten it. This dish has been served for many generations by the hard-working denizens of Purskul (the \"Granary City\"), a bustling and notable caravan stop inland from Athkatla, between Amn's Cloud Peak and the Small Teeth mountains in West Faerûn. Lamb and potato stew is simmered for hours, then drained before being wrapped in thick and chewy flatbread the size of a small shield. As popular with Purskul's human constituents as with its sizable half-orc population, this street food is enough to fill a humanoid belly for two meals and is commonly scooped up by on-the-go, coin-conscious caravanners along the Southern Trade Way." ] }, { "name": "Otik's Skillet-Fried Spiced Potatoes", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "This famous side dish, comprising chopped potatoes, served spiced and fried, is derived from the personal recipe of Otik Sandath, proprietor and chef of the Inn of the Last Home, located in a remote Krynn city called Solace in Ansalon. Otik's personal blend of garlic, paprika, pepper, cayenne, and a sizeable scoop of local salted butter is often emulated but tough to beat; however, the recipe featured below is widely thought to be the closest that one can come to the feeling of sitting atop the famed vallenwood tree tavern with one of his homebrewed dark ales in hand. These potatoes pair well with any braised meats on the menu or with eggs as a day starter." ] }, { "name": "Pan-Fried Knucklehead Trout", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "There isn't much to see and even less to eat in the frozen tundra that is Icewind Dale...unless you know where to look. North of the Spine of the World and hidden in the windswept shadow of Kelvin's Cairn, stand three freshwater lakes that support the ten villages that dot their shores\u2014a region aptly known as Ten Towns. The lakes of Ten Towns are unremarkable, except for one feature: they are the only known location of the storied knucklehead trout. Named for their thick, knuckle-shaped skulls, these fish have become the region's most lucrative export, not for their culinary value but rather for the finely crafted scrimshaw that local artisans make with the ivory-like headbones. Merchants from Luskan and beyond pay top dollar for these curios, which have become all the rage throughout the cities of Faerûn. As a result, lakes of Ten Towns often run red with the blood of local fisherman competing for the day's catch. However, what's less known outside of the region is that these rare fish are as delicious as they are valuable, especially when pan-fried with shallots, lemon, salt, pepper, and paprika. If you can't source fresh knucklehead trout from the lakes of Ten Towns, don't dismay. Trout from Nyr Dyv near the City of Greyhawk or Crystalmir Lake close to Solace will suffice as substitutes." ] }, { "name": "Par-Salian's Tea", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "Whether you're a warrior doffing your plate mail after an arduous adventure or a wizard relaxing after a studious session in the stacks, each day demands time for repose. From an obscure oolong to a common chamomile, teas are imbued with incredible calming and restorative effects for the body and soul. The powerful white-robed Highmage Par-Salian was renowned for his arcane prowess, but those close to him warmly recounted his potent tea leaf homebrew as well. A single saucer full of this extraordinary blend, which was known to include a fresh ginger infusion with honey, chamomile, dried lemon, orange peel, and a dash of slippery elm bark (granting it a smooth, oily aftertaste) among its components, was said to soothe even the most dogged cold\u2014an effect that ensured the survival of one of Par-Salian's most famous students, Raistlin Majere. Numerous interpretations of Par-Salian's legendary tea remain popular throughout Krynn, with some iterations steeped with rare and psychedelic bekial seeds from the thorn bushes of Estwilde, though it is said that none, save for his most trusted students, could successfully replicate his herbal amalgam.", { "type": "inset", "page": 183, "entries": [ { "type": "quote", "entries": [ "Par-Salian opened his mouth to speak, then realized Highmage Astathan was studying him very intently. He closed his mouth again. The tea lingered with a slightly oily aftertaste on his tongue, and Par-Salian finally recognized it. It was bekial seed from the thorn bushes of Estwilde; it acted to open one's consciousness without the deleterious effects of most other opiates. A little was enough to put its user in a trance. Too much was toxic. And the fine line between the two was only drawn by master herbologists." ], "by": "Lucien Soulban", "from": "Renegade Wizards" } ] } ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HF/120_Newm_9781984858900_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "width": 1759, "height": 1988, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian" } ] }, { "name": "Pegasus", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "Many remarkable creatures are found in the Ivy Mansion, the ancestral home of the Harpells, a powerful wizard family. Rumor has it that those animals don't roam freely; they've been shrunken down and placed in glass jars as part of the family's collection of magic experiments and wonders. There may be a Pegasus or two in the collection, but the Harpells don't like to see these magic winged horses fall into rival hands. When a group of vicious hunters came to the Moonwood to hunt for Pegasuses, the Harpells called on the legendary orcish druid Dawan Pax, also known as \"the Hunter's Curse,\" to stop them.", "Pax made short work of the Moonwood hunters and brought the injured Pegasuses to Ivy Mansion to establish a sanctuary. Pax also left behind a flask of invigorating fruit tonic that became the basis for a cocktail to raise funds for the care of the creatures. The Harpells thanked him and hurried him away before he could learn of the glass jars in their barn." ] }, { "name": "Pieglass", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "The Pieglass is an indulgent, dessert-like drink that commemorates the first successful venture into the Undermountain by {@creature Durnan|WDH} the Wanderer and his friend {@creature Mirt|WDH} the Merciless. {@creature Durnan|WDH} and {@creature Mirt|WDH} were young men when they discovered the entrance to the labyrinths beneath Mount Waterdeep created by the mad mage {@creature Halaster Blackcloak|WDMM}. They returned from that expedition weighed down with riches, and Durnan's girlfriend, Mhaere, baked a pumpkin pie to celebrate. Mhaere also made {@creature Durnan|WDH} promise that he would stop chasing danger when they had money enough to start a family. In exchange, while his adventures continued, she swore she would always be there to welcome him home with her pie.", "{@creature Durnan|WDH} kept his word, and Mhaere kept hers. Together, they built the Yawning Portal over the gateway to the Undermountain. Though Mhaere would not offer just anyone her pie, she did agree to let {@creature Durnan|WDH} add a drink to the menu in her honor." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/PaF/097.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 2312, "height": 1497 } ] }, { "name": "Plate of Silver", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "In the Faerûnian land of Amn, there is a charming, well-appointed inn called Stargath House, which is known for a signature baked-potato-and-anchovy dish called the Plate of Silver. The meal is thusly named as consolation and warning to those who would sate their appetites by seeking the fabled treasures reputed to be hidden in an extensive network of booby-trapped and haunted cellars underneath the inn. The treasured gold is said to rattle inside the chest plates of {@creature helmed horror|MM|helmed horrors} that seek to claim the lives of trespassers. Many a guest has disobeyed the firm guidance of the courteous waitstaff and gone missing. It is tradition that when the unique delicacy is served, the staff and regulars of Stargath House rattle their gold coins inside tumblers as a way of presenting the recipient of Stargath hospitality with a choice: \"Would you risk a cold and bitter death for the promise of haunted gold? Or would you kindly settle for a warm, tasty plate of silver, instead?\" Both the dish and tradition have somehow found their way to Krynn, even though Stargath House is nowhere to be found on the planet." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HFFotM/078_NEWM_9781984861313_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1759, "height": 1988 } ] }, { "name": "Plate-of-Gold", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "Dwarves aren't known for eating their vegetables, but when the vegetables are drenched in a salty, golden batter and oil-fried until crisp, they can't get enough of them! Don't forget to finish these fried delights with a dousing of \"golden sauce\"\u2014a syrupy, sweet confection laced with a citrus accent. This dish is particularly popular among surface dwarves who have greater access to fresh produce and root vegetables." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HF/086_Newm_9781984858900_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "width": 1759, "height": 1989, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian" } ] }, { "name": "Poetess", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "Many centuries ago, a beautiful young woman with a five-stringed harp of green vines stepped into the roar of a powerful river. She spoke in such elegant tones of the destructive and creative power of nature that the waters calmed around her. As she plucked her strings and continued her recital, she stirred magic into the very rocks of the canyon. This is how Evereska was formed\u2014at least according to one telling.", "The woman, an elven goddess known as the Poetess, was either a female aspect or an avatar of {@deity Milil|Faerûnian|SCAG}, the Faerûn god of creativity. In honor of the Poetess's legacy, bards meet every year at the Halfway Inn for a tournament of battle poetry, an extraordinary event that combines magic, dance, martial arts, and spitting bars.", "The official drink of the festival, the Poetess, is as beautiful, elegant, and quietly formidable as the goddess herself." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/PaF/062.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1631, "height": 2121 } ] }, { "name": "Potato Leek Soup", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "A Mithral Hall mainstay of Faerûn, dwarven potato leek soup is a stalwart starter that is prepared as thick as mortals can stand it. Served year-round, this dense and nutritious vegetable blend is perfect for warming the limbs and souls of dwarves subjected to the unrelenting cold of damp subterranean life. Sloppily ladled into oversize ramekins and prepared voluminously in full anticipation of seconds (and thirds), it's made to satiate the bottomless hunger of weary warriors or tireless miners. You can't go wrong with toppings such as chopped scallions, chives, and bacon!" ] }, { "name": "Potion of Restoration", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "Every adventurer needs a pick-me-up now and again, and nothing slakes the thirst and dulls an ache quite like a Potion of Restoration. Fruity and sweet, with tones of blackberry and lemon, the gin hides away until you already feel its fire in your belly. Barkeeps imbue it with a pinch of butterfly pea, which gives it a distinctive blue color\u2014in a dimly lit dungeon, you might even mistake it for its magical namesake. But then again, if you drink enough of these, you will know neither pain nor fear...though you may not be undertaking any glorious feats either." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HF/126_Newm_9781984858900_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "width": 1756, "height": 1991, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian" }, { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "decks/HFDoMM/Deck of Many Morsels/Potion of Restoration.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1500, "height": 2102 } ] }, { "name": "Purple Grapemash No. 3", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "Barovia is known for many things, its wine among them. The Wizard of Wines Vineyard is legendary for producing some of the finest wines throughout the planes and multiverse, such as the full-bodied Red Dragon Crush and the crisp Champagne du le Stomp. But not all wines that emerge from the mists of Barovia are of equal quality, as evidenced by the existence of Purple Grapemash No. 3. Priced at only three copper pieces per pint at most local taverns and other Domains of Dread, this table wine is known to be spectacularly unremarkable. However, in some areas of the Shadowfell, clever mixologists have added copious amounts of ice and lime juice to the pungent grape-ish mix, turning this otherwise mediocre concoction into a refreshing, slushy treat worth at least four copper pieces anywhere." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HFFotM/118_NEWM_9781984861313_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1759, "height": 1989 } ] }, { "name": "Qualinesti Vegetable Stew", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "In the world of Krynn, shortly after the ancient Kinslayer Wars, Prince Kith-Kanan appealed to his brother King Sithas for western sovereignty. His brother peacefully granted the western elves independence from the nation of Silvanesti. However, Kith-Kanan, the new king of the western elves, was met with decades of hardships resulting from the diaspora. Until their capital Qualinost was founded, his elven people struggled to find new ways of living off the land. Several simple and humble meals entered the repertoire of the elven diet, including \"Harvest Prize,\" an artfully prepared baked vegetable casserole. Sourceable produce such as eggplant, zucchini, yellow squash, and tomato were thinly sliced then stacked in fanned layers upon fresh basil and tomato (crushed into a sauce), then drizzled with fresh and fragrant oils before roasting. This humble yet abundant dish could feed an entire elven village at little cost. Although the elves of Krynn now prepare variations of this dish year-round with inspired substitutions to harness the seasons, the combination below is the most classic and recommended." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HF/072_Newm_9781984858900_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "width": 1759, "height": 1988, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian" } ] }, { "name": "Quij's Plate", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "Quij's Plate, consisting of pan-fried sausage, twice-browned potatoes, and eggs, is a filling meal that infallibly populates the menus of countless caravan cooks. Easy to prepare on the road for large parties, it has also become a popular dish in the military for its simplicity and heartiness to help soldiers brave the endless grey days. Named after an orc henchman of Lord Robilar, who inventively cooked this sausage meal for his adventuring party, using his shield for a skillet, Quij's Plate would eventually earn its place on the menu of the famed Green Dragon Inn, nestled in the Free City of Greyhawk's bustling River Quarter. The unusual name has since become the catch-all term for the countless iterations of this sausage-and-potato-based campfire classic, including those that migrated to misty Barovia via lost and hungry adventurers." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HFFotM/113_NEWM_9781984861313_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1759, "height": 1988 } ] }, { "name": "Quith-pa", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "While it may not sate a halfling-size appetite, quith-pa has sustained the bodies of elven adventurers for generations. The most common variety of elven iron rations, this vegetarian trail food is made up primarily of dried fruits, but regional variations can include seeds, nuts, legumes, and beyond. Designed to be as light in the pack as it is in the body, this basic nourishment ensures travelers won't suffer a post-meal slog on the trail. Meanwhile, its wholesome ingredients and simple, clean flavors are perfect for even the most finicky elven palate.", { "type": "inset", "page": 57, "entries": [ { "type": "quote", "entries": [ "'What's this junk?' he asked.", "'Quith-pa,' said Gilthanas. 'Iron rations,' in your language. It will last us for many weeks, if need be.'", "'It looks like dried fruit!' Caramon said in disgust.", "'That's what it is,' Tanis replied, grinning." ], "by": "Margaret Weis and Tracy Hickman", "from": "Dragons of Autumn Twilight" } ] } ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HF/063_Newm_9781984858900_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "width": 1759, "height": 1989, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian" } ] }, { "name": "Ray of Frost", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "This flavorful and strikingly cerulean concoction is said to chill its imbiber from the inside out. Named after the {@spell Ray of Frost||arcane incantation known for blasting its target with a rush of frigid energy and slowing their steps}, ray of frost provides a cool option at upmarket taverns with more extensive and adventurous drink lists. Often served in a small crystal glass, Ray of Frost is an inspired blend of gin, absinthe, vermouth, and enough ice to chill even the coldest parts of Wildspace. The real challenge with this drink isn't surviving the initial icy brain-blast but surviving several glasses of it." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HFFotM/101_NEWM_9781984861313_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1759, "height": 1988 }, { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "decks/HFDoMM/Deck of Many Morsels/Ray of Frost.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1500, "height": 2102 } ] }, { "name": "Reghed Venison Pot Roast", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "The frozen and unforgiving tundra of Faerûn's North are tested by a brave few and tamed by nearly none. However, the Reghed barbarians, a collection of hardy and superstitious totem-based nomadic tribes, wander the lands with comparable ease, harnessing its sparse potential for the benefit of their relatively small clans. To endure the arduous cold of Icewind Dale, the Reghed and other similar groups, such as the Uthgardt of Northern Faerûn, must maximize time and energy to thrive. Communal meals at winter camps (constructed seasonally to survive the exceptionally long winter) are as central to their dignified warrior culture as their deep religious traditions. Venison (the meat of antelope, deer, or elk) is the most readily available, and thus coveted, finding various uses for these resourceful nomads, but beef or rothé is completely acceptable in other realms. One ceremonial dish (to which the Reghed stake proud claim) that marks the beginning of the long winter is pot roast. A tender flank of beast, chunks of dried apricots, halved gold potatoes, and branches of seasonal herbs intermingle with the natural wild meat juices to make this an especially aromatic and practical single-course meal.", { "type": "inset", "entries": [ { "type": "quote", "entries": [ "The reindeer had begun their autumn migration southwest to the sea, yet no human track followed the herd...In normal barbarian life, the survival of the tribes depended on their following the reindeer herd..." ], "by": "R.A. Salvatore", "from": "The Crystal Shard" } ] } ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HF/053_Newm_9781984858900_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "width": 1759, "height": 1988, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian" } ] }, { "name": "Restoration", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "In the heat of battle, a spell or potion of restoration can be vital in lifting a curse, undoing {@condition petrified|PHB|petrification}, or just getting someone back on their feet after a tough bout. When a potion of restoration is hard to find, a pitcher of coconut water, lemons, and honey can really hit the spot.", "Restoration punch was created by a healer exhausted by her reckless adventuring party's endless demand for potions. She mixed together this alcohol-free refresher and served it to the party as a \"potion of really minor restoration\" with instructions to rest so that the magic could take effect. The fake potion became a popular trick among healers. Now the drink is a go-to at places like the Hissing Stones. Most people realize that the potion isn't real\u2014but they also believe that maybe it might be." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/PaF/107.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1632, "height": 2121 } ] }, { "name": "Rewards", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "Ulraunt, a former Keeper of the Tomes, was famously stingy with praise for his adjutants to the point it impacted their learning. They never knew if they were doing a good job, because \"the Old Buzzard\" (as he was known) never offered a word of encouragement. Called out for his reticence by his fellow sages, Ulraunt said that it was simply not in his nature to gush but promised to take steps to ensure his adjutants knew they were doing a good job. He still withheld from giving praises, but he started to send little boxes of strawberry rhubarb tartlets to his best performing students.", "Ulraunt is long gone from Candlekeep, but his \"rewards\" live on at the Hearth and are still sometimes ordered by proud sages. The difference now, of course, is that students can also reward themselves, even when they're doing a terrible job, and now you can too." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/PaF/029.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 2312, "height": 1497 } ] }, { "name": "Rime of the Frostmaiden", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "Cold weather is a half-remembered idea for many residents of Neverwinter, where the climate stays warm and balmy year-round thanks to magic intercession. In many parts of Faerûn, for many species, ice presents an existential threat to survival. In Neverwinter, it is a way to cool drinks.", "This frozen wine cocktail is named for {@deity Auril|Faerûnian|SCAG}, a god of winter known for her merciless indifference to living things. It's said the land around her is magically frozen to a degree that far outmatches the trickery that keeps Neverwinter warm. Followers of the Frostmaiden have occasionally protested the inclusion of this drink on the Mask's menu as they see it as a mockery of their god, but {@deity Auril|Faerûnian|SCAG} has been dormant for generations and her followers are not very powerful. Most crucially, the drink is too delicious to drop from the menu." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/PaF/089.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1632, "height": 2121 } ] }, { "name": "Rollrum", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "The picturesque city-state of Tashalar is known for its jeweled coasts, temperate climes, and abundant vineyards, as well as for one of its most famed exports\u2014rollrum. This dusky, licorice-infused tonic is noted for bright, herbal tones and a minty finish. Establishments of the highest pedigree, ranging from the Elfsong Tavern in Baldur's Gate to the Lady Luck in Daggerford (as well as a slew of questionable taprooms), offer up homebrewed incarnations of this absinthe-style classic. For those not inclined to partake in alcoholic imbibement, but who are still seeking a minty beverage, try elven {@recipe sprucebark quaff|HFFotM}, which also serves as a potent palate cleanser." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HF/126_Newm_9781984858900_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "width": 1756, "height": 1991, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian" }, { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "decks/HFDoMM/Deck of Many Morsels/Rollrum.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1500, "height": 2102 } ] }, { "name": "Rothé Steak", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "One silver piece is an extraordinary bargain for the Rothé Steak at the Yawning Portal\u2014even if it is one of the more expensive things on the menu. Served sizzling-hot right out of the skillet, with just a hint of garlic and garden spices, rothé steak is a carnivore's delight and the perfect protein for a triumphant or aspiring adventurer. Along the Sword Coast, you can easily source fresh {@creature rothé|VGM} that is either farm-raised or wild game\u2014there are devotees of both. Why bother with any vegetable sides? You won't get to them with this slab of meat to tackle." ] }, { "name": "Ruby Cordial", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "Ruby cordial is traditionally a saccharine swill of liquefied dark cherries blended into a fortified wine from the southern Moonshae Islands, where the aperitif first originated. While any cherries will do, the cherries of choice originate from the same rustic archipelago where they ripen in the sandy island soil, which imbues them with a sweet, robust flavor. Distilling cherry stems, skins, and even pits into the liqueur activates an almost nutty layer of flavor that hits right after the initial sugary wave passes. The Blade and Stars, a tried-and-true establishment in the port city of Baldur's Gate, offers a remarkable interpretation of this offshore staple using a traditional ruby port instead of fermented Moonshae cherry juices. Even better, the Blade serves food and drink right in the guest rooms, ensuring that no one will notice just how many of these wondrous cocktails are consumed." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HFFotM/101_NEWM_9781984861313_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1759, "height": 1988 } ] }, { "name": "Rumtack", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "Tack, or cabin bread, is a food that's bitterly familiar to sailors; they're dense, hard, flavorless crackers made with just water and flour. It is miserable to eat and has very few nutrients, but it packs a lot of calories and can last for months, possibly even years. Tack is part of every sailor's rations. The lucky ones also have rum, and soaking a hard biscuit in rum can make it a lot more pleasant to eat and a lot easier to swallow.", "Rumtack at the Low Lantern is a significant upgrade to a rum-soaked tack. Inspired by traditional black cake from the islands, this rich, boozy offering is one of the only food items available at the Lantern, and a good ship's captain will often order rumtack for the whole crew to help chase away the haunting memories of long months gumming at horrible crackers." ] }, { "name": "Saerloonian Glowfire", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "It is said that {@i everything} in the Feywild is more beautiful\u2014and more delicious. That is undoubtedly true when it comes to imbibing the already supernaturally delightful Saerloonian Glowfire. First concocted centuries ago in Saerloon, a Sembian metropolis known for its cultured and exotic tastes, Saerloonian Glowfire has become a notable export the Realms over. It has even made its way to Evermeet, an elven paradise transported to the Feywild long ago. While human in origin, this aromatic bracer, renowned equally for its alluring luminescence as for its refreshing hints of summer breezes and ripe pear, feels right at home filling the ornate wine flutes of high elven society." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HFFotM/148_NEWM_9781984861313_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1759, "height": 1988 } ] }, { "name": "Salbread", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "For those light-footed smallfolk who wander but still want to eat well, the kender of Kendermore look to salbread. This highly flavorful, square bread can last a full tenday in the pack before spoiling\u2014or so it is said, as the actual expiration time frame has never been tested. These baked treats travel so well, they have found their way to many other corners of the multiverse and frequently show up in the packs of the halflings of Luiren, who are thought to be distant cousins of Krynn's kender. Usually made with lemon or orange peels and a touch of vanilla, these baked miracles not only taste delicious but also can prevent scurvy for those on ships or traveling in regions without access to fresh fruit." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HFFotM/073_NEWM_9781984861313_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1759, "height": 1988 } ] }, { "name": "Scrap and Oil", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "On a bountiful day, the One-Eyed Jax has fish a-plenty to fry and serve its guests. In leaner times, the bar sometimes turns to other methods to feed the hungry. According to rumor, \"scrap and oil\" was originally made using food waste plundered from the alleys behind Luskan's more respectable establishments or from the scraps that wealthy homes set aside to feed their pigs. The cook at the Jax believed that his drunken customers would eat anything placed in front of them if it came battered and deep fried with a dipping sauce, and he was absolutely correct. In fact, the dish proved so popular that it was added to the menu.", "Supposedly the bar now uses its own fresh leftovers to create these tasty fritters, and if you believe that, there's a man in the back room of the bar who would like to sell you a magic chicken." ] }, { "name": "Scrimshaw", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "A merchant sailor named Hitoshi Jade often pays his bar tab at the Low Lantern with scrimshaw, an intricate carving on bone or ivory depicting ships at sea, mermaids, sea creatures, long-lost loves, or elegant abstract designs. The art form of scrimshaw has always been popular among sailors on long sea voyages, and Jade is an especially proficient scrimshaw artist, able to etch extraordinary intricate scenes for large amounts of coin. The Captain is an enthusiastic fan of Jade's work and has a cocktail on the menu with bone-white foam, served in an etched coupe glass in tribute to his scrimshaw. Unfortunately for Jade, he's an equally enthusiastic fan of booze, and his bar tab frequently exceeds his coin, so most of his work ends up behind the bar at the Low Lantern to cover his expenses rather than ever going on sale!" ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/PaF/051.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1632, "height": 2121 } ] }, { "name": "Seafoam", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "Sea elves, merfolk, and members of other oceanic cultures are not a common sight in surface-world bars because alcohol is dehydrating, and so is being out of the water. Seafolk are an especially rare sight at the Halfway Inn, which is far from any saltwater coastline. Ocean merchants can find many other places to trade that are not on the edge of a large, dry desert.", "Even so, everyone is welcome at the inn, and all staff are trained on how to make this cocktail just in case the occasion demands. Brackish and savory, the Seafoam is undeniably unique, and it has proved popular not just with those rare few seafolk visiting the interior of Faerûn, but with all sorts of landlubbers with a nostalgic fondness for the sea!" ] }, { "name": "Seelie Court Cheese and Potato Soup", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "For those adventurers fortunate enough to dine shoulder to shoulder with the nature-loving Archfey of the Seelie Court, cheese and potato soup is a hearty, not-to-be-skipped starter that warms from the inside out. This slow-simmered, savory concoction is a delightful mix of potatoes, onions, celery, chives, and ripe herb-infused cream cheese. It is so delightful in fact that it has escaped the mystical confines of the Feywild, making its way within the bustling walls of the Sword Coast port metropolis of Baldur's Gate, to the iconic Elfsong Tavern, where it has become a regional favorite capitalizing on the cornucopia of fresh ingredients on offer. Regardless of where you sample this surprisingly light and tasty soup, the spirit of the Seelie Court original is in every spoonful." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HFFotM/137_NEWM_9781984861313_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1759, "height": 1989 } ] }, { "name": "Sembian Honey-Glazed Rothé Ribs", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "Whether you choose beef, pork, or rothé ribs, you can't go wrong with this delightful recipe. Multiple layers of a syrupy, honey-based glaze (the preferred varietal of honey is that of the Faerûnian nation-state of Sembia) are copiously slathered on large racks of ribs, before being delicately roasted over an open flame for careful charring. When prepared properly, this slow-cooked sweet meat falls off the bone easier than the head off an unarmed kobold!" ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HF/052_Newm_9781984858900_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "width": 1759, "height": 1988, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian" } ] }, { "name": "Sensate Palate Cleanser", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "The appetite of the Society of Sensation knows no bounds: they are the ultimate explorers of experience, which takes them to the extremes of the palate. But the unfamiliar can only really be tasted against the baseline of the common. The Sensates lighted on the free cucumber soup that came with a cheap inn room at the Slumbering Lamb in Sigil as the perfect neutral reference points for embarking on a culinary adventure. Area taverns catering to this clientele turned this dish into a chilled leek-and-cucumber-based puree. Even for those without the restless curiosity of a Sensate, this smooth and mild soup is a refreshing appetizer no matter where it's consumed." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HFFotM/122_NEWM_9781984861313_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1761, "height": 1986 } ] }, { "name": "Shadowdark", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "During a night of joyous debauchery at the Yawning Portal, it is sometimes easy to forget that unspeakable horror and terrible danger lurk just a stumble away. This frothy concoction called Shadowdark is a reminder of sorts: blood red and stormy, edged with bitterness and a rich cherry sourness. The flesh of mashed cherries swirl in its depths like a promise of devastation, and the final chewy swallow is a moment of sweet release.", "If that all sounds a little theatrical, well, you should know that this drink did not come to the Yawning Portal from the dangerous and often brutal worlds of duergar and drow. This drink came from dramatic surface-dwellers, who have a romantic and largely inaccurate conception of the Undermountain as a place of sexy mystery and miserable poetry. It is on the menu at the Yawning Portal because gloomy younger patrons drink a lot of it." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/PaF/095.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1632, "height": 2121 } ] }, { "name": "Silverfruit Pie", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "Let it be known, silverfruit, also known as lychee or soapberry, makes for a truly heavenly pie. This medium-size, pink-skinned berry is known for being especially crisp and juicy, with hints of citrus and a floral aroma. But as a pie filling it's surprisingly creamy and custard-like, and it pairs wonderfully with a toasted, flaky crust. The Golden Bariaur Inn (in Sigil's Lady's Ward), which caters to highfalutin clientele from the Upper Planes, serves an astoundingly good slice of this silky dessert. Since Sigil has no natural resources, silverfruit is one of the many uniquely curated imports from the vast array of worlds to which the greater metropolis provides access." ] }, { "name": "Smoked Sausages and Kraut with Dwarven Mustard", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "At the end of a long day working in fiery forges and lava-filled mines, most dwarves have an insatiable craving for salty and sour foods, always paired with a strong ale. Nothing hits the spot quite like a heaping plate of dwarven smoked sausages with mounds of briny sauerkraut\u2014a recipe, according to legend, forged and handed down by the Dwarffather god Moradin himself! When possible, serve these plump sausages with dwarven mustard, a lightly spiced, sweet, stone-ground condiment. In some regions of Cormyr, this mustard is widely regarded as a cure-all." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HF/083_Newm_9781984858900_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "width": 1759, "height": 1989, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian" } ] }, { "name": "Sornstag", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "Popular at holiday gatherings of humans and elves alike, sornstag is a simmered venison dish that can be seasoned and prepared in a variety of ways. Traditional elven sornstag is slow smoldered with ground coriander, cumin, and hotspice or curry in a thick broth and is a popular plate among wood elves during the Highharvestide Festival. Humans have also adopted their own stewed preparation techniques for this gamey, yet succulent, main course. Throughout the wooded regions of Faerûn, stags are hunted by humans for both sport and meal, resulting in the proliferation of venison-based cuisine. In the bucolic forests and fields of the Dalelands, the most popular regional recipe for sornstag demands a full day's preparation. The traditional recipe calls for powdered almonds simmered with red wine to form the emulsified base of a piquant sauce, in which the meat soaks overnight before it is slow-cooked on an open flame from dawn for an early evening feast. But to get it to the table faster, you can skip the overnight marinade and cook it in an oven for just a few hours. Notably, the Silver Taproom, in Essembra, sees travelers from far and wide eager to sample its famous pied sornstag, which consists of a heaping ladle of this venison stew baked inside a buttery crust. You'll know the sornstag pies are ready when the scent of the aromatic pastry wafts down bustling Rauthauvyr's Road." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HFFotM/034_NEWM_9781984861313_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1759, "height": 1988 }, { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HFFotM/036_NEWM_9781984861313_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1759, "height": 1988 } ] }, { "name": "Sour Cream-Walnut Cake", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "It's rare to see this halfling specialty on the table, usually because it's gone before you ever catch a glimpse of it. Perfect for morningfeast, or teatime, the much-celebrated sour cream-walnut cake includes a delicious crumble of cinnamon, brown sugar, and walnuts, but it's the cake itself that takes the cake. A recipe passed down orally by generations of halflings, it is said to be made with the finest Luiren grain flour, fresh sour cream, and finely ground kaeth or coffee. The only known issue with the pastry is that there never seems to be enough of it." ] }, { "name": "Spiced Pork and Orange Peppers", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "It is said, \"When in space, do as spacefarers do,\" and this can prove useful advice when talking about food. One will never know how, or why, pork became such a readily available source of protein on the Rock of Bral, but that mystery is beside the point when a steaming bowl of spiced pork and orange peppers is on offer. In truth, the underside of the one-mile-long ovaloid asteroid, founded by humanoid Captain Bral, serves as a sustainable and farmable ecosystem capable of oxygen production. It even contains a freshwater lake (Lake Bral), frequently refilled by water harvested from ice asteroids, and, yes, livestock in the form of swine. Spiced Pork and Orange Peppers was a favorite of the famed Captain Bral and has remained a signature dish on the menu of the Laughing Beholder, run by gregarious beholder Large Luigi, and other notably unsavory eateries that dot the avenues of this lawless asteroid outpost. When ordered \"the Captain's way,\" the explosion of spices (paprika, coriander, cayenne, garlic, fennel, cumin, and some mystery space seed grown onsite) combined with the zest of the orange peppers is like a peg-legged dohwar kick straight to the taste buds." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HFFotM/056_NEWM_9781984861313_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1759, "height": 1988 } ] }, { "name": "Spicy Brothers Honey-Glazed Hot Chips", "source": "HFDoMM", "entries": [ "Deep in the Ethereal Plane resides a mysterious city called the Radiant Citadel, which exists as a magical gateway back to the great ancient civilizations that founded it. One such destination is the lush, jungled land known as Siabsungkoh, home to the famed Dyn Singh Night Market. Here, amid its ever-shifting labyrinth of stalls, vendors such as the Trusty Leek or Vada's Otherworldly Goods offer culinary experiences of the rarest variety. But Kasem and Vi Arron, or the Spicy Brothers as they are professionally known, peddle some of the market's zestiest treats. Their unassuming kiosk serves up spices, peppers, and piquant dishes like Cucumber Fire Smoothies and Skull-Faced Peppers for a mere five silver each. However, the true not-to-be-missed munch is their Honey-Glazed Hot Chips. While these thin, crispy fried potatoes are undeniably sweet, they pack a sizable kick, thanks to the seasoning medley of chili powder, cayenne pepper, and a dash of \"sweet-heat\" or \"burning waves pepper,\" depending on which brother is doing the cooking." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "decks/HFDoMM/Deck of Many Morsels/Spicy Brothers Honey-Glazed Hot Chips.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1500, "height": 2102 } ] }, { "name": "Spicy Shredded Stirge Sliders", "source": "HFDoMM", "entries": [ "Those who dare visit the famed {@adventure Afterlife Casino|KFtGV|2|The Afterlife Casino} are bound to leave a little lighter in the purse\u2014assuming they ever leave at all. The best bet for wise patrons would be to avoid the game tables entirely and descend to a cavern below the casino floor to the Nessus Restaurant and order up a plate of locally sourced Spicy Shredded Stirge Sliders. Just like a pesky pack of stirges, these juicy, sauce-slathered sliders will swarm your taste buds with unrelenting flavor. And if for whatever reason you don't make it out of the casino, these bundles of flavor will serve as a fitting last meal for those soon bound for the afterlife." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "decks/HFDoMM/Deck of Many Morsels/Spicy Shredded Stirge Sliders.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1500, "height": 2102 } ] }, { "name": "Sprucebark Quaff", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "A refreshing nonalcoholic aperitif, the drink known as Sprucebark Quaff is famous throughout the multiverse for not only preparing the palate for flavor but also freshening the breath after meals. A simple concoction of clean, fresh water; mint; and sweet cucumber, it is served at upscale taverns, inns, and temples across the Prime Material Plane but is especially popular in the Feywild and upper planes, where a similar mixture forms naturally in many ponds, lakes, and streams. It's believed to have been invented by Faerûnian elves as a method of purifying water, using plants to remove toxins. Whatever its origin, it is sure to recharge trail-weary adventurers no matter what planet or plane they roam." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HFFotM/144_NEWM_9781984861313_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1760, "height": 1988 } ] }, { "name": "Steak of the Deep", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "According to legend, this hearty seafood steak was first prepared by homesick triton folk living among surface dwellers and eager for a nostalgic taste of their undersea home. Guardians of the deep, commonly clustered around ocean trenches and far from the eyes and reach of humankind, triton have increasingly emerged from self-imposed isolation to cohabit with the other peoples of the multiverse. A satisfying synthesis of tastes that borrows more from the surface world than from the seafloor, steak of the deep features a thick slab of braised swordfish, topped with a simmered tomato-based blend of onion, garlic, paprika, and a crisp dry sherry, yielding a fragrant and filling main course. While you won't find this in many triton settlements proper, it is a mainstay meal for well-traveled triton and is increasingly available at larger coastal taverns and, occasionally, the more far-flung spaceports of Realmspace." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HFFotM/059_NEWM_9781984861313_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1759, "height": 1988 } ] }, { "name": "Stuffed Egg-Battered Toast", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "There's nothing more comforting to a comfort-obsessed halfling than the warm intermingling scents of vanilla, maple, and walnuts filling their home. Thick slices of fresh-cut, fluffy bread are stuffed with cream cheese or mascarpone before getting egg-battered and pan-fried. The final touch is a drizzle of homemade marmalade or apricot syrup. This popular second morningfeast treat is customarily served after tea and satiates a halfling's cravings right up until the first midday meal." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HF/091_Newm_9781984858900_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "width": 1759, "height": 1989, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian" } ] }, { "name": "Stuffed Trout", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "Those who happen upon the Solamnian city of Palanthas would be fools not to drop by the A Taste of Silvanost restaurant and try its famous Stuffed Trout. Of course, what the trout is stuffed with is anyone's guess. According to the menu (which is written in Silvanesti), you'll find \"specially prepared mixtures\" inside. But rumor has it the stuffing is composed of breadcrumbs made from the fresh-baked loaves of the elven proprietor Solamna Farseer, and seasoned with a rare spice known as Old Bay, named for the Bay of Branchala, next to which the city rests." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HFFotM/079_NEWM_9781984861313_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1759, "height": 1988 } ] }, { "name": "Surrogate Steaks", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "The multiverse is a stranger place than many dare imagine. In a bizarre ruin near the Barrier Peaks of Oerth, otherworldly humanoids had stocked their pantries with all manner of sustenance sealed within clear airtight pouches. When the sole survivor of an expedition to that cursed place returned to Greyhawk, she claimed to have made the journey home eating the curious meat she found there. After much puzzling by local alchemists over the remaining stock she carried, they determined it was not a meat at all but a curious vegetable compound seasoned to deliver the essence of meat. Inspired by this discovery, some bold chefs began experimenting with their own approaches to this \"surrogate steak,\" a process eventually perfected by high elves relying on soy, barley, and cocoa butter." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HF/115_Newm_9781984858900_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "width": 1759, "height": 1988, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian" } ] }, { "name": "Sword Coast Seafood Bouillabaisse", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "You don't need to frequent Faerûnian ports such as Neverwinter, Waterdeep, or Baldur's Gate to enjoy this stewed ocean-meat medley. Served in taverns, in homesteads, and on seafaring vessels across countless realms, this eternally popular nautical dish consists of cod, or haddock, clams, and mussels simmered in a light fish and tomato stock with a licorice-flavored aperitif and a pinch of fennel. Some taverns even make theirs with an impressive serving of aldani\u2014if they can manage to defeat one! A rouille\u2014a nippy red pepper, garlic, and olive oil blend\u2014helps complete the aromatic dish served year-round. The flavorful broth is also perfect for soaking toasted herb breads. Swashbucklers and sea rogues alike never turn down a ladleful." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HF/040_Newm_9781984858900_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "width": 1759, "height": 1988, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian" } ] }, { "name": "Talyth", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "The palm-size sandwich known as talyth is a beloved appetizer on many a menu, from Waterdeep and the rustic watering holes of Luskan to the cloistered refectories of Candlekeep and eateries as far east as the Sea of Fallen Stars where, it is said, the dish originated. Although countless variations exist, talyth commonly comprises meats (typically sliced sausage), cheese, spices, and herbs nestled between two large crackers, all lightly baked to adhere the layers. While the baking process seals in flavor, it also ensures its portability, making talyth a common travel snack along the major Faerûnian trade routes. Although frozen talyth can easily be reheated on an open campfire, freshly made talyth affords a more eclectic and adventurous array of savory ingredients, including diced egg, oysters, snails, and even spiced worms." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HFFotM/031_NEWM_9781984861313_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1759, "height": 1988 } ] }, { "name": "Tamarind Balls", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "For those seeking sugary baubles to brighten the palate, do not neglect the sour yet sweet tamarind balls that festoon the market stalls of Trademeet and the areas surrounding Firedrake Bay in the lands of Faerûn. From Amn to Calimshan to Tashalar, these tasty morsels made of tamarind pulp and dates are a much beloved dessert and trail-side snack. Some of the finest examples exist a few miles to the south of Trademeet in Mosstone, at the venerable Drover's Last Drink, where they add a bit of vanilla and large-crystal sugar to the mix. These treats travel well, and spelljammer captains docking at Baldur's Gate have brought them to the Rock of Bral and beyond, where they are much sought after by astral elves, giff, and even space clowns." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "decks/HFDoMM/Deck of Many Morsels/Tamarind Balls.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1500, "height": 2102 } ] }, { "name": "Tarsis-Style Shrimp", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "A famous dish from the Inn of the Last Home, perhaps the most storied tavern in all of Krynn, Tarsis-Style Shrimp is a rich and creamy, belly-filling shellfish concoction. In this delectable maritime offering, poached shrimp are combined with a fresh yogurt-dill sauce, which can be delightful when dolloped atop long, homemade noodles. In a popular iteration of this dish, detailed in the culinary notes of Tika Waylan, former barmaid at the inn, \"pulled turkey breast is substituted for the shrimp and enlivened with a dash of dry white wine.\" The sauce itself is so flavorful, it can perk up even the most mundane meats, something resourceful locals were forced to do post-Cataclysm, which left the Tarsis seaport landlocked. Regardless of your protein of choice, this is a not-to-be-missed regional delicacy." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HFFotM/077_NEWM_9781984861313_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1759, "height": 1988 } ] }, { "name": "Tavern \"Steak\"", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "Quick to prepare and highly flavorful, these juicy patties are made of mixed ground meats (both pork and beef or beef and lamb are popular combinations) kneaded together and are chock-full of rich seasonings. Tavern \"steaks,\" as many refer to them, are grilled upon an open flame to help seal in the savory flavors. Often served sans bun with a variety of mild spreads, including fresh creamed dill-yogurt sauce, crushed tomatoes, or a black olive and fig sauce, tavern steaks are a fast dinner option for the hurried tavern hopper." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HF/054_Newm_9781984858900_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "width": 1759, "height": 1988, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian" } ] }, { "name": "Tavern Crickets", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "There is an old phrase popular among the dwellers of the Shadowfell: \"Choice is for the spoilt.\" Perhaps that idiom is the origin of this modest and practical insect-based recipe that dates back centuries and speaks to the ingenuity of the plane's original inhabitants. Adult crickets are flash-fried, air-dried, and then seasoned with an assortment of aromatics, including chile, lime, and cayenne, and are served by the dozen in a large rolled-leaf \"cone.\" As popular in the Material Plane of Faerûn as they are in the Shadowfell, tavern crickets are a crunchy, irresistibly tangy, protein-packed snack that can brighten the otherwise dismal days spent in the region." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HFFotM/106_NEWM_9781984861313_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1765, "height": 1981 } ] }, { "name": "Tavern Noodles", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "While the flavorful plate simply known as tavern noodles is a common dish throughout the multiverse, the version on offer in the various watering holes across the Rock of Bral is truly otherworldly. The noodles themselves are rumored to be the mouth tentacles of the catfish found in the deepest depths of Lake Bral. The truth of this is impossible to ascertain. What's less obscure is how delicious this dish is, especially when drenched in a light sauce made with rosemary, garlic, onion, and white wine, as they do at the Man-o-War restaurant in the Rock of Bral's High City. Whether by magic or mischief, these noodles are sure to satisfy even the most space-weary explorers." ] }, { "name": "Tavern Punch", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "This refreshing summer punch was designed by {@creature Durnan|WDH} with a very specific customer in mind: the customer who does not want to come inside the Yawning Portal. These people might want to visit and perhaps look inside. They may even take a Yawning Portal beermat to show their friends back home, but the idea of sitting in a room with a giant hole in the middle that leads to near-certain death does not relax them. The possibility of seeing someone emerge from the portal screaming in pain with their arm ripped off or weeping over the death of their best friend does not put them in a drinking mood. And the chance\u2014slim as it is\u2014of a powerful lich lord emerging from the portal in a cloud of death does not sound to them like a fun night out. It takes all sorts to make a city.", "For those customers, a table can be set up in front of the tavern in the warm sunshine. They can order a pitcher of this delicious drink and can imagine, just for a moment, what it might be like to live in a world without any dragons." ] }, { "name": "Tearoom Cookies", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "The Hissing Stones offers a range of relaxation and restoration techniques from various traditions across the continents, from meditation to mud baths. One technique that seems to arise in almost all cultures is enjoying a quiet cup of tea and some cookies.", "The legendary kenku monk Whey-Shu brought the recipe for these cookies to Baldur's Gate. Raised in a monastery after goblins destroyed her flock, Whey-Shu devoted her life to the {@class Monk|PHB|Way of the Shadow|Shadow|PHB}, finding strength in silence and power in subtle action. These tearoom cookies are appropriately delicate in texture and flavor. They do not overwhelm the senses." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/PaF/108.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 2312, "height": 1497 } ] }, { "name": "Tears of Selûne", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "The bustling pedestrian pathways that etch the Rock of Bral are known for their prodigious offerings of finger foods. One such treat that garners all the accolades from the \"locals\" is a dish called the Tears of Selûne, a spicy, spit-roasted crispy fish, which came into fashion as a quick, crunchy snack that you can eat off a stick. Typically made with a firm white fish, like sea bass, the secret weapon of these delicacies is said to be the seasoning\u2014a tantalizing mix of paprika, soy sauce, and sesame seeds. Today, you can sample these crispy treats throughout the Rock of Bral. Some street chefs fry them in a skillet, though connoisseurs insist the open flame yields the best texture. Whichever way you cook them, these fish skewers are best served with a starchy base, such as warm rice, to help all the delectable textures and savory flavors go down just right." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HFFotM/054_NEWM_9781984861313_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1759, "height": 1988 } ] }, { "name": "The Bag", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "The Bag is a celebration drink for the successful plunderer; it's what a flashy pirate or highway robber orders when they've come into money and want to show off. A thief secures the bag and then a thief enjoys the Bag. This rich, indulgent, creamy drink could send a person to sleep, but the strong coffee in it is meant to counteract those effects, ensuring that the thief is not relieved of his bag before he can enjoy it.", "The owner of the One-Eyed Jax, the flamboyant drow swashbuckler {@creature Jarlaxle Baenre|WDH|Jarlaxle \"Jax\" Baenre}, has a love for the pompous swagger of this drink. It matches his own personality. Jax used charm and wit to place himself in a position of power in Luskan and has found a sort of rhythm in its chaos. He plays the city like a lute. Jax keeps close watch on criminal activities in Luskan through his mercenary band of drow outsiders, the Bregan D'aerthe, and he always knows when and where the power is shifting. Some thieves don't want to signal a successful job by ordering the Bag, so Jax will sometimes send the drink to their table just to make sure they know that they have been noticed." ] }, { "name": "The Hoard", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "Every adventurer dreams of discovering a dragon's hoard\u2014the astonishing mound of jewels and riches that are a dragon's most prized possession. Every adventurer also has nightmares about encountering a dragon, which is unfortunate, as dragons are often found asleep on top of their hoard.", "The hoard on offer at the Halfway Inn is much easier to enjoy and requires no dragon-taming! Look no further for a platter of crunchy corn chips stacked high with delicious treasures and smothered with golden cheese. Adventure parties often come to blows when splitting the haul from a dragon's hoard. Parties splitting the hoard at the Halfway Inn tend to be less aggressive, though that's not to say that axes have never been thrown and fireballs have never been flung over the last scoop of beans." ] }, { "name": "The Mindflayer", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "Vodka stored at subzero temperatures is combined with fresh ginger and grape juice (for a hazy purple hue) and finely crushed ice. It is served so cold that if your first frosty gulp doesn't zap you with a mind-numbing brain freeze, then the alcohol blast that hits right after just may! Variations of this popular chilled beverage (sometimes referred to as \"Cone of Cold\" or \"Shondath Icewine\") are aplenty across the Sword Coast." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HF/126_Newm_9781984858900_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "width": 1756, "height": 1991, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian" } ] }, { "name": "Thrakel-Seared Beef in Red Sauce", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "Despite its reputation as a puritanical theocracy, Eberron's central Khorvaire nation of Thrane has a long and storied culinary tradition. Their culinary mastery is on no greater display than during the Feast of the Silver Flame, where one dish stands above the rest: Thrakel-Seared Beef in Red Sauce. True to Thranish tradition, strips of flank steak are drowned in a tomato-based sauce with hints of ginger, soy, and garlic. Scallions and onions add some kick in this explosion of flavor renowned through Eberron." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HFFotM/093_NEWM_9781984861313_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1759, "height": 1988 } ] }, { "name": "Tika's Honey Mead", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "Purists drink mead straight, savoring the often complex flavor of the honey, which varies with the different bees and flowers they work. The traditional mead made in Morning Dew, near the Plains of Dust, in Krynn, has its advocates. But why not spice it up in the style of adventurer and former mixologist at the famous Inn of the Last Home Tika Waylan? A much tangier, more citrus-forward concoction, Tika's mead balances the sweetness of the honey syrup and the bottled mead with a more pure alcohol. The combination is chilled with ice and served cool. Be careful, though. If you're used to a mild mead, you'll find that Tika's version packs quite a bit more punch." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "decks/HFDoMM/Deck of Many Morsels/Tika's Honey Mead.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1500, "height": 2102 } ] }, { "name": "TPK (Total Party Katastrophe)", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "As the nights draw down toward winter, the people of Waterdeep mark the changing seasons with an unusually bloody festival called Howldown. The City Guard, accompanied by a few willing Waterdhavians, head out into the surrounding countryside to hunt down and slay any beasts, creatures, monsters, and even criminals who might threaten rural residents of the villages beyond the city walls. The City Watch conducts a similar purge within the walls. It is a cruel, brutal, and very dubious tradition.", "Like many establishments, the Pink Flumph hosts a breakfast for returning crews as the sun comes up, complete with pitchers of a delicious fruity punch made with tart tamarind, sweet passion fruit, and bright green slices of kiwi. This \"TPK\" is the only \"total party katastrophe\" that a Howldown crew wants to experience after a night of fighting monsters. As the name implies, a TPK can absolutely finish off a whole party." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/PaF/046.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1631, "height": 2121 } ] }, { "name": "Trail Mash'ums", "source": "HFDoMM", "entries": [ "Travel among the storied hamlets, villages, and cities of the Sword Coast requires a great deal of time...and food. So aside from a homestead or tavern, campfire cooking is one of the most common ways to enjoy a repast in the Realms. Mash'ums are a popular trailside treat that are sure to satisfy a sweet tooth. Originated by the people of Farsea Marshes west of Cormyr, fresh marshmallows are roasted over an open flame until they are golden and gooey, sprinkled with a touch of cinnamon and cayenne, then stuffed between two thick shortbread cookies and a chunk of chocolate to create a warm, stomach-pleasing dessert sandwich. On those long, cold nights when the embers are dying and party spirits are, too, a fresh round of Mash'ums is sure to bring companions together." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "decks/HFDoMM/Deck of Many Morsels/Trail Mash'ums.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1500, "height": 2102 } ] }, { "name": "Traveler's Stew", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "Nothing is more welcoming to the battered, trail-weary adventurer than the unmistakable scent of beef and ale wafting from a bubbling, flame-licked cauldron. Find a seat near the inn's blackened hearth and take a load off\u2014warmth and safety are finally at hand. This earthy, slow-cooked concoction consisting of beef (or rothé), carrots, potatoes, and onions in a dark beer\u2013infused broth is served in eating establishments everywhere, from the Green Dragon Inn and the Yawning Portal to Ellfate's Eatery and the Inn of the Last Home. Be warned traveler, it won't taste right without a wooden bowl and spoon." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HF/038_Newm_9781984858900_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "width": 1759, "height": 1988, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian" } ] }, { "name": "Trencher Bread", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "Predating even the most rustic plates, trencher bread served as a functional, and edible, tool for serving food. Usually allowed to harden and become stale, this flat, round loaf can not only hold the meal but also become the next course once the edible \"plate\" has absorbed any juices or sauce and softened. Even when civilization along the Sword Coast advanced, the pre-Netherese tradition of serving food on edible plates remained. No longer used for pure utility, trencher bread is traditionally prepared hard, flat, and dry, but it is lightly salted and seasoned to make the \"second course\" more appealing. It has also taken on other shapes, notably a bowl, which has become a popular vessel for serving soups and stews. The bread is served along the crowded, cobbled lanes of major metropolises as far south as Calimport and as distant as the Rock of Bral asteroid spaceport. Look for street vendors in Middle City's Great Market serving rare mammalian meats and sauces on this bread\u2014a quick and cheap option for on-the-move off-worlders\u2014and embrace the novelty of an ancient taste of Toril." ] }, { "name": "Trolltide Candied Apples", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "Troll or treat! Held on the first day of every Kythorn, the Trolltide holiday commemorates the City of Waterdeep's victory during the Second Trollwar. Dressed as the pesky troll invaders, children scamper from door to door demanding tasty tributes, such as candies, fruits, and salted meat sticks. Shoppes and homes that come up short are sure to face the consequences at sundown: mischievous pranks that range from late-night troll scratchings at the door to far more insidious missile attacks that involve raw eggs on unprotected entryways, windows, and signs. These delicious candied apples, often carved with silly or spooky troll faces, serve as the perfect ransom to ward off ill-tempered trolls, ensuring peaceful Trolltide evenings for well-prepared Waterdhavians." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HF/047_Newm_9781984858900_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "width": 1759, "height": 1989, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian" } ] }, { "name": "Twice-Baked Cockatrice Wings", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "The tabaxi are long-tailed, feline humanoids known for their innately inquisitive and mercurial spirit, as well as agile hunting prowess. Also referred to as \"Jaguar People\" or \"Leopard People\" depending on their build and fur color, the tabaxi cat people of Maztica are particularly dangerous predators, but one still wonders how often they had the occasion to prey on cockatrices. Tabaxi are extremely particular about how they prepare their birds, and there is no denying that these extra-crispy chicken wings dusted with a zesty dry rub will please even the most finicky eater. The recipe is a jealously guarded secret and tabaxi can't keep their paws off them." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HF/111_Newm_9781984858900_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "width": 1759, "height": 1989, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian" } ] }, { "name": "Two Hares Inn Rabbit Stew", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "It should come as no surprise that the signature dish of the Two Hares Inn, located on the zombie-infested Barovian island of Souragne, is a rabbit stew prepared with one of the region's many famous wines. What's more surprising is who makes it, for it is said about the proprietor and chef that even death \"hasn't interfered with his talent.\" It's a classic example of not wanting to know how the sausage, or in this case, stew\u2014a delicious medley infused with intricate notes of thyme, oregano, and dry white wine\u2014is made. In regions where rabbit isn't available, chicken has become a popular (and, in many cases, preferred) substitute. Whichever protein you cook, it is sure to reanimate your taste buds." ] }, { "name": "Tymora's Coins", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "If {@recipe the Bag|PaF} is enjoyed by brigands celebrating good fortune after a job, Tymora's Coin is meant to solicit good fortune before a job, usually by a crew of brigands working together. {@deity Tymora|Faerûnian|SCAG}, the god of luck, is a mercurial and kind figure who is as likely to smile upon a rogue as a paladin so long as they refrain from violence and target the greedy.", "The titular coin is Tymora's symbol because sometimes one's fate feels as random as {@coinflip flipping one}. The anise and lavender in the punch both carry a blessing for luck, and the lemon wheels represent Tymora's symbol. The number of \"coins\" that spill from the pitcher into each person's drink represents how much luck the goddess is granting each member of the crew. This can lead to some nervousness if one member of the crew gets no lemons at all.", "We leave the reader to speculate what it says about the nature of thieves that the traditional drink before a job is enjoyed by a group and the traditional drink after a job serves only one or two." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/PaF/081.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1631, "height": 2121 } ] }, { "name": "Underdark Forage Board", "source": "HFDoMM", "entries": [ "Faerûn's Underdark is scarce of food, and much of what's available is deadly to human palates, but those who know what to forage for can unearth some of the most delectable flavors that exist above- or below-ground. The noble families of the Underdark city of Menzoberranzan are known for serving an appetizer of raw sliced bluecap fungus. dished alongside ripple-bark mushrooms and baby trillimac stalks with a creamy, seasoned rothé milk cream cheese. These, alongside a generous helping of udadrow red potatoes, make for an inspired snack or start to any meal." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "decks/HFDoMM/Deck of Many Morsels/Underdark Forage Board.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1500, "height": 2102 } ] }, { "name": "Underdark Lotus with Fire Lichen Spread", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "Sometimes called \"fungus two ways,\" this zesty duergar essential is sure to rouse the taste buds of even the most spice-crazed tiefling. Made from the bright-white roots of Underdark lotus or bluecap fungus, these tubers are steamed and then cut thin into crunchy, round slices, perfect for dipping. However, if you can't source authentic Underdark produce, sliced radishes have a similar texture and flavor, and even jicama, cucumbers, or romaine lettuce can work in a pinch. The star of the show, however, is the spread, made from the pale-orange fire lichen fungus that is ground into a delectable spicy paste. But make sure to keep a waterorb handy\u2014this stuff is hot!" ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "decks/HFDoMM/Deck of Many Morsels/Underdark Lotus with Fire Lichen Spread.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1500, "height": 2102 } ] }, { "name": "Undermountain Alurlyath", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "Imported to the Rock of Bral by the barrel directly from the notorious dungeon called Undermountain, Undermountain Alurlyath is a sweet sherry wine made by desperate gnomish vintners that skulk about the mad vined halls of the dungeon. It is said that the grapes that grow in the labyrinth hold the secrets of the successful romance of flavors, and that a glass of genuine Undermountain Alurlyath, bursting with notes of honey and cucumber, will enchant its imbiber with the gift of supernatural confidence\u2014a phenomenon known as the silver glow. Yet others hold the belief that this is, in fact, a fancy term for the growing false confidence that comes with drink." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HFFotM/064_NEWM_9781984861313_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1759, "height": 1988 } ] }, { "name": "Utmost Discretion", "source": "PaF", "entries": [ "At the Moonstone Mask, \"utmost discretion\" is both a drink and request, and the establishment prides itself on providing both. This dry, effervescent drink was originally referred to as \"the house special,\" provided to guests freely on arrival as a welcome gesture in the establishment's earliest days. Each guest was greeted by the host with a promise of \"utmost discretion\" and handed a drink, and the association stuck.", "These days, the drink has to be ordered, but patrons are assured that discretion still comes free at the Moonstone Mask." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/PaF/087.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1632, "height": 2121 } ] }, { "name": "Vada's Vanilla Buns", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "For those fortunate enough to visit the Radiant Citadel, a shining and otherworldly beacon of civilization deep in the Ethereal Plane, it is a nearly unrivaled cultural experience. Much more than a crossroads for weary interplanar pilgrims seeking passage to the founding civilizations of the Material Plane, the citadel is a veritable hub of flavors and cuisine all its own. The vanilla buns sold at Vada's Otherworldly Goods, made by the famous baker and Citadel resident Vada, are a scrumptious street-treat hailing from Siabsungkoh's famed Dyn Singh Market, nicknamed the Dancing Night Market due to its ever-shifting forms and truly magical and festive nature. These delicate rolled pastries are baked in a tightly packed bundle, resulting in a freshly cooked tray that resembles a bouquet of golden flowers. Crispy on the outside and cloudlike in the middle, these vanilla-flavored morsels don't last long at Vada's, or anywhere you find them, so be sure to grab one while you can. Although the original bun is crafted from a secret family recipe, this recipe is as close to the real thing as you are going to find." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HFFotM/099_NEWM_9781984861313_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1759, "height": 1988 }, { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HFFotM/100_NEWM_9781984861313_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1759, "height": 1988 } ] }, { "name": "Vedbread", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "Popularized in Khorvaire's frigid northeastern nation of Karrnath, this savory dinner bread has staved off numerous famines and sometimes served as an all-in-one ration for the country's living soldiers (don't ask what the non-living soldiers eat). Traditionally prepared with sharp, \"ved\" cheese and presented with onion butter, these crusty buns are best served warm, but can sometimes last for days on the shelf without the use of magical means or preservatives. Unsurprisingly, this tasty staple has migrated to many different worlds, each adding its own local flourish and embracing it as their own. This particular recipe comes from Lorren's Bakery in Faerûn's Village of Red Larch, and features mushrooms and cheese from local, outlying farms. Pair it with some drippings and skewered capons or {@recipe Hommlet Golden Brown Roasted Turkey with Sausage Stuffing and Drippings||golden brown roasted turkey} from Drouth's Fine Poultry nearby, and you've got yourself a meal." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HF/048_Newm_9781984858900_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "width": 1759, "height": 1989, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian" } ] }, { "name": "Waterdeep Charcuterie", "source": "HFDoMM", "entries": [ "In the city of Waterdeep, the Yawning Portal tavern garners all the fanfare, but when it comes to charcuterie, nothing can match the delectable spread on offer at the Gentle Mermaid tavern of the North Ward. A variety of premium salted meats sourced from nearby Oglyntyr Farm in Amphail are complemented by the freshest breads from Goldenfields granary. Spicy Delzoun mustard from Gauntlgrym and Shaarite green olives add a briny zip to the mix, while hothouse cherry tomatoes, cucumbers, and Peppadew peppers picked fresh from Snobeedle's Orchard and Meadery\u2014a halfling-run marketplace situated in the Undercliff district\u2014abound to cleanse your palate between every delicious bite." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "decks/HFDoMM/Deck of Many Morsels/Waterdeep Charcuterie.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1500, "height": 2102 } ] }, { "name": "Whole Roast Boar", "source": "HFFotM", "entries": [ "Whole roast boar, or some parts thereof, is a favorite at the banquets of vampire hosts throughout the Domains of Dread. It is rumored that hosts wait until their guests are \"glassy of eye, greasy of chin, and a drowsy cheer has come upon them\" to insert a single fang to the jugular of each guest and exsanguinate to their taste. Proper preparation requires of the cook an unabashed love of jam, port, and brown sugar, applied with a heavy hand to flavor the meat, ensuring that you and your guests will leave nothing on your plates. For those lucky travelers fortunate enough to escape the fog-shrouded confines of Barovia to Toril, a variation of this hearty and succulent feast is a specialty of the Boar with Black Tusks in Noanar's Hold, which sometimes uses pork when a boar cannot be procured and is often served with a dry ruby wine from Cormyr." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HFFotM/110_NEWM_9781984861313_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1760, "height": 1987 } ] }, { "name": "Wood Elf Forest Salad", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "This colorful, flower-infused wild-leaf medley with vibrant citrus accents is a quintessential salad of the Kagonesti elves of Krynn. These ancient elves harbor a deep reverence for nature and a refined, almost instinctual, tongue when it comes to culinary combinations. Sometimes called \"chopforest\" among the wood elves of Toril and Oerth, this bountiful, verdant mix is brimming with sharp accents and crisp textures that almost magically share the palate with the subtler foraged flavors at play. It's as much a visual trip through Ansalon's western woods, from the forest floor all the way to the highest-reaching branches, as it is an edible one." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HF/065_Newm_9781984858900_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "width": 1759, "height": 1988, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian" } ] }, { "name": "Yawning Portal Buttermilk Biscuits", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "These unassuming buttermilk biscuits will melt in your mouth. Rumor has it that the esteemed Lady Alustriel Silverhand provided the Yawning Portal's famed former-adventurer-turned-proprietor, Durnan, with her very own recipe for these savory, flaky cakes, now served by the basket \"round the clock.\" While the inn's undisputed main attraction is the cavernous portal that descends straight into deadly Undermountain dungeon, these famed biscuits are a close second. Whether slathered with a softened rose-apple butter spread or graced with elderberry preserves or brackleberry jam, you can't go wrong with this irresistible quick and easy human staple. And now you can make them in the warm confines of your own humble abode with this coveted recipe. Weary travelers (and excessive drinkers) take note: it is claimed that nothing helps shake off fatigue or an ale-induced hangover quite like one of Durnan's made-to-order morningfeast biscuit sandwiches, composed of easy poached or scrambled eggs and your choice of freshly fried thick-cut ham or pork roll.", { "type": "inset", "entries": [ { "type": "quote", "entries": [ "When they ate breakfast, though, Regis hoped that more information would be forthcoming, for the biscuits that this traveler had given to Drizzt were truly delicious and incredibly refreshing. After only a few bites, the halfling felt as if he had spent a week at rest." ], "by": "R.A. Salvatore", "from": "Streams of Silver" } ] } ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "recipes/HF/051_Newm_9781984858900_lay_art_r1.webp" }, "width": 1759, "height": 1988, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian" } ] }, { "name": "Zzar", "source": "HF", "entries": [ "There isn't a human-run tavern on the Sword Coast that doesn't serve some form of Zzar, a northwest Faerûnian bar staple. Often pricier than lager or stout, this nut-flavored, orange-hued refreshment is often crafted by fortifying sluth (a sparkling white wine) with an almond liqueur. Some barkeeps substitute amaretto for a liqueur that mimics the taste of almond but forgoes nuts entirely in favor of herbs and spice, while others add their own twists to the tried-and-true recipe. In any case, the desired result is a smooth and creamy nut drink with a strong kick and a vibrant aftertaste that might include subtle variations ranging from sweet or tangy to salted or roasted." ], "images": [ { "type": "image", "href": { "type": "internal", "path": "decks/HFDoMM/Deck of Many Morsels/Zzar.webp" }, "credit": "Ray Kachatorian", "width": 1500, "height": 2102 } ] } ] }