Food fi yuh rass.

[cantacquityou]

Who: Miles Edgeworth, Geoffrey Chaucer, Phoenix Wright (And Veritas)
What: West Indian-themed dinner party. No ganja involved.
When: Saturday, March 3rd,
Where: Room 502, Miles Edgeworth's room
Rating: Spicy Somewhat safe. Let's hope it stays that way. Semi-casual.
 

Ever since Phoenix's unfortunate fall which incapacitated him for two weeks, Phoenix and Edgeworht had spontaneously developed a weekly (and at times, bi-weekly) pattern of having a themed dinner event, taking place in Edgeworth's room, in which all foods and decor would be based upon, or otherwise influecned by, a selected country or region. Tonight is Caribbean Night.

Edgewrth had only been to Jamaica once and totally not because he has a Jamaican mun and even then, was only there for a day. He enlisted the help of a few West Indian acquaintances, and wished up a grand number of food items. In order to reflect the multiethnic diversity of the English-speaking Caribbean countries, he requested foods common in the Anglo Caribbean countries such as Jamaica, Trinidad and Tobago, Guyana, St. Lucia, and others.

In due time, the castle's ghosts prepared a feast far surpassing the stomach capacity of three (or four) individuals. Upon a large, sand-sprinkled table littered with seashells, there lay three bowls of curried channa and potatoes, goat and shrimp; jerk chicken; slightly sweet fesitval with delicately spongy breaded insides; oxtail; rice and peas; a medium-sized bowl of piping, yellow dhal puree; three, large roti folded into quarters; ackee and saltfish; there was also a bowl of cut fruit including mangoes, otaheite apple, june plum, and others.

As for the condiments, there were three, small glass bowls with a spicy-sweet tamarind sauce, mango chutney, and guava jam. At the right side of the table, there were the beverages: Sorrel, with potent hints of ginger, Ting, and thick, soursop juice.

AND BECAUSE I DON'T WANT TO TYPE THIS  PARAGRAPH AGAIN DSAFLKJHSDFJKH 
The decor is as follows: Animated beach wallpaper to give the feel of actually being on a beach. Smells of the sea. Music playing in the background, including steel pans, reggae, soca, chutney music. A large, flat-screen television playing carnival scenes with flamboyantly costumed 'limers', sequined, scantily-clad beauties flailing around to soca music and large floats. Damn it.


Food references: Festival, ackee and saltfish, roti, curried channa and potatoes, Ugh I had links before but don't give a crap anymore find pictures yourselves :/. 


 

 

Comments

[cantacquityou]

Really? Have you been occupied without my knowing?

[takethat]

I'm not concerned with being "occupied."

[cantacquityou]

...is that to say you plan to remain single and sexless during your time here?

[takethat]

Maybe I'm wrong, but I don't think most people worry about their sex lives while they're here--with a few exceptions, of course.

[cantacquityou]

I really would not put it past most people here.

[thetrudger]

What? [Immediately confused.]

Why deny yourself the pleasure?

[takethat]

Am I really that wrong about this?? I didn't realize I was so out of the loop.

[cantacquityou]

[he blinks]


I do believe you are.

[thetrudger]

[He just really doesn't understand.]

I do believe most people are thinking about sex at any given time, no matter the situation.

[Or is that just him? D:]

[cantacquityou]

Most men it seems, anyway.

[takethat]

....well it's not like I don't think about it....

[cantacquityou]

...it would be a lie, otherwise...