Yeah, I once chased a rumor about a monastery that kept a spice like it was a dragon’s hoard—royal banquets, the whole thing. Turns out the monks had a secret stash of saffron that’d make even a 90s JRPG main character drop their sword in awe. I dug up an old scroll (well, a recipe on a crumpled napkin) that calls for saffron, smoked paprika, and a dash of star anise, all simmered in a pot of goat milk. Turns out it was a dish meant to calm the most ferocious knights. I tried it, the taste was epic, but the goat got mad and the paprika exploded, so I’m calling it a culinary quest gone sideways. If you want a recipe, I can send it over—but don’t expect a clean kitchen afterward.