If @rovarsson doesn’t mind, here are a few blurbs I got treated to as I read his transcripts of Prince Quisborne…
<>> * && Fierljeppen: traditional Fries (North Dutch) pole vaulting. Not meant to go high, but far (“fier”: far, “ljeppen”: jump, leap). Developed as a way for Fries people to cross the many ditches and canals in the area without building bridges everywhere.
<>> * && The best fierljeppers leap distances up to and over 20 metres far.
<>> * && I learned a recipe for salmon from my mother. They made it in college when they wanted to eat somethin fancy but simple. Cut salmon tail or filet into ± 8x5 rectangles. Place them close together in an oven tray. Insert half-slices of lemon or lime
<>> * && between the salmon pieces. Sprinkle generously with coarsely ground black pepper. Cover (and I mean cover, no sprinkling here) with chopped parsley. Pour whole-fat cream over the dish, taking care to soak the layer of parsley, until the cream rises
<>> * && to about half the height of the fish chunks. Don’t cover the tray with a lid. Put the dish in the oven at 180° for 20-30 minutes (depending on how you like the salmon cooked, I like it glassy in the middle so I heat it for 20m tops.)
<>> * && Eat with good bread or mashed potatoes.
<>> * && YUM!
<>> * && We went on holiday to Krakow a few years ago. Not far from the city, there are ancient salt-mines you can visit. Since the miners spent practically all their waking hours in these tunnels dug out of and underneath the hill,
<>> * && they carved statues of saints and personal etchings in the salt-rock. The most stunning feature is an entire underground church (not a humble chapel, a church the size of the church in my hometown.) carved and chiseled into the rock. Altar, pews,
<>> * && confession booths, intricate candelabra, statues of Mary and the Apostles, and of course a huge crucified Jesus above the altar. Simply stunning. I couldn’t breathe.
<>> * && Cow or horse manure actually smells quite pleasant to me. I grew up among farmers’ fields. Wheat and maize, fodderbeets (intended to be mashed and dried as winterfeed for the cows), potatoes, cabbages, leeks,… The farmer on the opposite side of the
<>> * && road is a dairy farmer who also grows some additional vegetables. The manure from his cows goes on the fields. This is a two-part process: early spring, the seeds are planted and they receive “wet” manure. This is the foul-reeking liquid parts of the
<>> * && cows’ faeces mixed with their urine. Horrible stench, but it makes the wheat grow like Jack’s beanstalk! Much more pleasant is late fall (around two weeks ago, actually, end of November). The “dry” manure is the more-or-less solid cow shit mixed 1/1
<>> * && with dry straw and spread like a blanket over the fields. The earth is then tilled (superficially plowed) so a thin layer of earth protects the manure from blowing or washing away by the weather. It’s left like this during winter so the “dry” manure
<>> * && can seep into the soil over the cold months. This is the long-term soil-care, as opposed to the powerful short-term growth serum that is the “wet” manure.
<>> * && Dry manure actually smells good. Warm, grassy, cozy. Like a vegetable burp from someone you really like. I mean, it’s still shit, but it’s a homey kind of shit. In our vegetable garden, we spread and tilled the dry manure a week ago, digging trenches
<>> * && at regular intervals so the rain doesn’t soak into the dung too much and acidifies the soil. Putting the ground into “winterbeds”, as it is called.
And then, of course, much thoughtful commentary on the specific scenes of the game as well…