"The Lord of White Harbor had furnished the food and drink, black stout and yellow beer and wines red and gold and purple, brought up from the warm south on flat bottomed ships and aged in his cellars. The wedding guests gorged on cod cakes and winter squash, hills of neeps and great rounds of cheese, on smoking slabs of mutton and beef ribs charred almost black, and lastly three great wedding pies, as wide across as wagon wheels, their flaky crusts stuffed to bursting with carrots, onions, turnips, parsnips, mushrooms and chunks of pork swimming in a savory brown gravy."
"'Wash it down with Arbor gold and savor every bite. I know I shall.'"
The best thing about this whole feast is the pies, of course. A little later while a bit drunk, Lord Mandarly asks for the song about the Rat Cook. This pretty much gives away that the pies are really "Frey Pies" and filled with the 3 missing Freys. I, of course, will actually use pork, as there are not any Freys available for me. ;)
Cod Cakes
Winter Squash
Neeps
Lamb and beef ribs
Wedding Pies
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