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Everybody's Got a Beef
Aug. 19th, 2011 09:32 pmKiller-Kate and Luke Lackland: 430 words. The Young Duke is tripping over vestal virgins at every turn, and generally feeling like a fifth wheel in his own castle. It's worse than having the decorators in! And then he finishes by tripping over something else I left for him to discover three or four chapters ago - little to his delight, and much to mine. Now we can get back to some serious drama again...
I spent a deal of today in and around a castle myself: Beaumaris of the Beautiful Swamp, maze-walled and moated, now a home to ducks and swans. Fast Eddie Longshanks never even got around to calling the decorators in there, but it's still a mighty sight to behold. Later I scored my best steak all year in the Fat Cat at Bangor: on the rare side of medium, juicy and scrumptious, smothered in a garlic and horseradish butter which complemented it excellently, and served with shoestring fries and grilled tomatoes. A Shipwreck IPA proved just the right accompaniment. I record these matters that I may gloat and drool over them in future, for a steak of quality is a joy forever, and the world is insufficiently full of them.
I spent a deal of today in and around a castle myself: Beaumaris of the Beautiful Swamp, maze-walled and moated, now a home to ducks and swans. Fast Eddie Longshanks never even got around to calling the decorators in there, but it's still a mighty sight to behold. Later I scored my best steak all year in the Fat Cat at Bangor: on the rare side of medium, juicy and scrumptious, smothered in a garlic and horseradish butter which complemented it excellently, and served with shoestring fries and grilled tomatoes. A Shipwreck IPA proved just the right accompaniment. I record these matters that I may gloat and drool over them in future, for a steak of quality is a joy forever, and the world is insufficiently full of them.
