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[ninefingered]

My friends, this is certainly long due --and I must apologize for the wait-- but here it finally is, the long-awaited mushroom stew.

The only excuse I can give for the delay is that many things had come to mind recently, and I had to write them down before they escape me forever. My memory is not something I am proud of, I'm afraid though perhaps

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[misterblackbird]

I hope you're familiar enough with mushrooms to make an edible stew.

[ninefingered]

Well-- I did buy them from the market.

[misterblackbird]

They're probably safe in that case. I only know some to be found in the woods beyond the City are poisonous.

[ninefingered]

So I've been warned. Although it is such a waste that the poisonous ones can't be eaten, I think.

[misterblackbird]

Yes, well, such is the nature of a poisonous mushroom.

[ninefingered]

Would you like to join us?

[misterblackbird]

Thank you, no. I've come down with a fever and am not feeling especially well this evening. Perhaps another time.

[ninefingered]

Oh, I am sorry to hear that. I hope it goes away soon.

[misterblackbird]

Thank you. A few days of rest and I feel sure I'll be all right.

[ninefingered]

I'm glad to hear.

I did not catch your name, sir?

[cateyed_crow]

I never gave it; please excuse me. Cain Hargreaves. A pleasure to meet you.

[ninefingered]

The fault is also mine.

Frodo Baggins, a pleasure as well.

[misterblackbird]

Mr Baggins. Perhaps some other evening you'll make your stew again and I can join you then. I've never had mushroom stew and I admit I'm curious.

[ninefingered]

As you should be, it is the greatest stew you would ever taste.

It is a promise, then.

[misterblackbird]

Splendid. I'll look forward to it, then.

[ninefingered]

--Mr. Hargreaves, I have been told that mushrooms are poisonous for Men, so I may have to break my promise.