Words of the Constant
I should stoke the fire.
Fire that cools?
The flames climb higher!
It's getting low.
I should like to sit by you for a moment.
I will have to light you again.
I'm tired of the whole "deconstructed" trend.
East.
Hmm, no reading.
North.
Northeast.
Northwest.
South.
Southeast.
Southwest.
West.
The garden needs to be fed too, and proper plating is important!
Tres bon!
Burnt to a crisp.
Non, far too dry!
A good place for food scraps.
Too runny, it needs less moisture.
I'm frankly offended.
It's a recipe for building!
I added a few of my own personal recipes.
Could use horseradish...
Could use a chimichurri sauce...
Could use... uh... I don't even...
Could use sea salt...
Could I interest you in something other than my boat?
Not the best looking hat, but c'est la vie.
Reminds me a bit of a durian... mostly the smell.
Ah, non! I cannot make out the recipe!
Tragique.
A masterpiece takes time.
Nearly there...
Ahh, fini!
Empty pot, empty heart.
It is stewing and brewing!
Chat noodle.
Corn! Sweet, sweet corn!
Could use miso and lardons...
Let's see, what shall I make with you? Corn gratin? Maque choux?
Future ingredients, just waiting to be grown!
It seems to be a costume for a blacksmith.
It seems to be a costume for a doll.
It seems to be a costume for a fool.
It seems to be a costume fit for a King.
I wonder whose costume this could be?
Pretty.