I’m the peasant who puts something in that actively clashes with the general flavor palette under the justification that I am ‘adding a little bite to it’
ergot infected rye
Onions. Lots of onions.
If it can’t kill the lords and bourgies with a mere whiff, there’s not enough onions in yet.
id probably do beekeeping because the actual tech behind modern beekeeping isnt particularly complex but it took us forever to figure out the optimal hive storage design. so just some basic woodworking and biology skills would allow you to produce a fuckton more honey than everyone else
so what im saying is a fuckton of honey
Have you ever seen medieval drawings of bees? They’re hilarious. Or this one that for some reason drew them as like trout with bird wings
Bees are the smallest of birds, and are born from the bodies of oxen
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We mock them for this stuff, but it’s not like we know where eels come from either
Bees are the smallest of birds. They are born from the bodies of oxen, or from the decaying flesh of slaughtered calves; worms form in the flesh and then turn into bees. Bees live in community, choose the most noble among them as king, have wars, and make honey. Their laws are based on custom, but the king does not enforce the law; rather the lawbreakers punish themselves by stinging themselves to death. Bees are afraid of smoke and are excited by noise. Each has its own duty: guarding the food supply, watching for rain, collecting dew to make honey, and making wax from flowers. Drones (fucus) are larger bees that eat what is provided by others. Cortri are large bees that some say are the kings.
So true, bestie
Two things would concern me about medieval beekeeping. One, those wicker masks they wear seem like they would suck all around compared to modern mesh. Two, I read on the web somewhere that bees back then were generally more aggressive than today’s eugenics bees, which have been selected by generations of beekeepers to be as docile as possible.
But still, you would probably become some sort of merchant queen flooding the world with honey.
Based on who I’m going to end up in a commune with, I’m going to wind up doing dishes. I do not like this, but apparently I’m not as averse to it as everyone else. Also I’ve done it as a job and can be pretty quick.
Well, I accidentally grew several lifetimes’ worth of Scotch Bonnets last summer, so…
They’re potent enough that I am legitimately worried that I will be charged with a crime if I try to put them in the mail.
