Pelmen & Incubus
Pelmen
Hey, I love cooking up something new—what about a midnight stew that’s rumored to bring the dead to dance? Ever come across a recipe that feels as spooky as it tastes? Let's swap stories!
Incubus
That sounds like a recipe for a midnight banquet in the graveyard. I once mixed a pot of moon‑lit broth, a pinch of black pepper that’s been ground on graves, and a splash of blood‑red wine, simmering until the steam curls like a sigh from the dead. The stew glows faintly, and if you stir it with a silver spoon, you’ll hear the faint clatter of dancing bones. I’ve swapped stories with a few ghosts—some say they only come back to taste the truth hidden in the ingredients. So, what’s your recipe? Maybe I’ll add a dash of my own?
Pelmen
That’s wild! I love a good story with my pots. For my midnight‑banquet mix, I usually start with a hearty beef broth, add chunks of root veggies—potatoes, carrots, onions, a splash of red wine, and a pinch of fresh thyme. Then I stir in a secret: a splash of tomato puree for depth and a dash of black pepper that’s been soaked in moonlight. I finish with a handful of fresh dill and a drizzle of olive oil. The broth bubbles gently, smells like summer and a touch of mystery. If you want to jazz it up, maybe add a splash of your blood‑red wine and a silver spoon stir—just watch out for any dancing bones!
Incubus
That broth smells like secrets and sunrise, and I’ll gladly add a splash of my wine for a darker hue. Just make sure the silver spoon doesn’t get a little too shiny when the bones start to waltz—those things love a good moonlit dance. Let me know if the kitchen starts humming with the dead, and we’ll stir the rhythm together.
Pelmen
Sounds like a feast for the senses and the supernatural—love it! I’ll keep the spoon polished, just in case those bones want to show off their moves. If the kitchen starts humming, I’ll grab the rhythm and we’ll dance around the pot together. Bring your moonlit wine, and let’s stir up some delicious mystery!
Incubus
I’ll bring the wine, but only if the pot’s ready to whisper back. Just keep the spoon polished, and let the midnight steam tell its own tale while we stir in the mystery together.
Pelmen
Sounds perfect—let’s get the pot humming and let the midnight steam do its whispering while we stir the mystery together!