Please forgive us, oh beautiful Gastreae. As a token of our commitment to Your Museness, we will offer you the largest Gastricolium ever.
Gastricolites, stay tuned for Gastricolium Maximus in the next few weeks.
Dinner-cult cuisine.
Please forgive us, oh beautiful Gastreae. As a token of our commitment to Your Museness, we will offer you the largest Gastricolium ever.
The smoked fish was served.
The party started.
A Gastrinaut was possesed by Beelzebub.
Gastrichaos ensued.
Utcumque ferculum, eximii et bene noti saporis, appositum fuerit, fiat autopsia convivae; et nisi facies ejus ac oculi vertantur ad acstasism, notetus ut indignus.
This has been translated by the sworn translator of the grand council as follows: Whenever a dish of distinguished and well-known savor is served, the host will serve his guests attentively, and will condemn as unworthy all those whose faces do not express their rapture.
Gourmandism is an impassioned, considered, and habitual preference for whatever pleases the taste. [...] it deserves praise and encouragement. Physically, it is the result as well as the proof of the perfect state of health of our digestive organs. Morally, it is an implicit obedience of the rules of the Creator, who, having ordered us to eat in order to live, invite us to do so with appetite, encourages us with flavor, and rewards us with pleasure.
And brothed.
Shrimp was peeled.
And vegetables cooked.
Brillat-Savarin was read.
Wines served.
Toasts toasted.
And food was served.
We toasted in honor of Gastraea, to declare the cooking officially started.
Food was prepared with care.
And we read a passage out of Brillat-Savarin's book.
Drinks were served.
And people feasted.
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