To: Lady_Shallot (ladyshallot14guardianhearts, com)
From: Fisher_King (fisherking33guardianhearts, com)
Subject: Food
Asking a guy about his favorite food is kind of like asking a dog which kind of sock he likes to eat- we're not real picky (and dogs are colorblind, so this is a shitty analogy anyway, come to think of it). My dog will eat red and blue and black, new and clean or old and moldy. I have a dog, did I tell you that? He's a mix of what seems to be about three different mutts, a chocobo, and a garbage disposal.
Anyway, while I don't eat socks, (yet), I've tried almost everything else. That's my motto- try anything once, which has worked out really well in some cases and in others…predictably, a complete disaster.
I suppose the thing I eat most often is from this little old boat that this old man rows along the Balamb coast. I don't really like cooking for one person, so it's easier just to have Sie cook for me most days. Sie-that's the name he gives when you ask him, although he adds a bunch of garbled stuff after it I can't understand or pronounce, so I just call him Sie, he answers to Sie, and it works out for everybody.
I think he's probably like a hundred and fifty years old, but he makes the best spicy stir fry I've ever had. He cooks it in a little wok on a baking sheet with some tinder on it in the middle of the boat. Finding him can be tricky, because he's never in the same place every day, but you can always follow the smells on the dock and it'll lead you right to him. He's almost certainly insane- (I mean the man is rowing around the ocean with a giant hot fire in his wooden boat), but he's got a lot of interesting stories and he'll tell them all to you while he's cooking your lunch, which consists of pretty fresh vegetables, whatever he's managed to catch that day, and these little hot peppers that make your toes curl.
Now you made me hungry. Thanks a lot.
Question: What were you like as a kid?
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To: Fisher_King (fisherking33guardianhearts, com)
From: Lady_Shallot (ladyshallot14guardianhearts, com)
Subject: Childhood nostalgia
That stir fry sounds really good.
As a kid...my first instinct is to be my own ally, of course, and tell you that I was a sweet, even-tempered little girl that had dozens of friends and that I was invited to all sorts of fantastic parties. The truth is, I was bossy, insecure, and fairly unpopular with my peers. I was always trying to pretend I was a grown-up, and always trying to mother the other kids instead of playing with them; instead of letting me, though, they shut me out more and more. It was a lonely life, being a pseudo-grown up- in fact, I can't ever remember being much of a kid. I can't say whether I've changed much now, although I must say, I do have more friends.
Question: What were YOU like as a kid?
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To: Lady_Shallot (ladyshallot14guardianhearts, com)
From: Fisher_King (fisherking33guardianhearts, com)
Subject: ah, nostalgia
Ha, like you, I'd like to say I was really popular and had a lot of friends, but I was pretty much a little asshole that I think would've greatly benefitted from a severe ass-kicking; unfortunately, none of my peers ever suggested it (or, if it was suggested, was never fully carried to fruition.) It's just as well- I don't know if I would have learned anything from it anyway.
No, that's not true. I definitely wouldn't have learned anything. I really was a little shit.
Case and point: when I was a kid, the best toy I had was a rock. Go ahead, laugh (you wouldn't be the first), but this was the finest rock in all of Gaia. It was useful for opening tins of frosting and crackers that I wasn't supposed to be eating, was a great skipping stone (that had to be retrieved- as I belatedly found out, it was not an instant-recall rock), and when paired with a slingshot, was great for slaying grats and getting my foster brother to shut up. And, unlike my wooden sword, it never tried to skewer my internal organs.
Fisher_King: Question: What type of guy do you normally date?