[Ansteorra] Re: teapot

[Sara Tallarovic]

My good lady,

I believe Isabel does have something she refers to as a "tea pot", although
it bears no resemblance to the spouted vessel of which you write.  I am led
to believe it is an old chamber pot in which Isabel brews tea and other
wicked potions, probably with that Janey person, as I hear Janey is adept in
the art of potion-making.  This would certainly explain the foul taste of
the tea I was served the one time I was ignorant enough to enter the
accursed establishment of The Boar's Breast (the reference to unclean meat
should have been warning enough).  I hear the spirits there are safe to
drink, but alas, Allah forbids me to partake of the fermentations of grape.
It is a pity they do not serve komis, the fermented milk of mares.

As for Isabel's wee one, she seems to call it "Pierre", which I have also
heard her calling her pet pig.  This uneducated infidel is either too
uncreative to think of an original name for her child, or cares enough for
her pork to use it as a namesake.  The reliability of meat in that place is
highly questionable.  I believe they slipped me pork when I was there,
calling it goat.  I would rather they slipped me horse, as I am fond of that
delicacy from my homeland.

Salam Alaykum,

Saar-rah al-Sabbirah ad-Daar al-Libnee, called Shu'la
Bryn Gwlad
Ansteorra

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Madelina de Lyndesaye wrote:

>So you might call yer wee one an ibrik, "a small pot with a long handle for
boiling coffee.  Some of these had a spout formed into the lip of the pan.
The ibrik was certainly in use across the Middle East by the 16th Century
and came into Europe with the spread of coffee."

>My only hope for a spouted pot for heating water being period is a woodcut
from Pedro de la Vega, Flos Sanctorum, Zaragoza, G. Coci, 1544", though
Bear thinks it might be an oil lamp instead.

AND

Johann the Mail-maker wrote:

>Whilst you are at it, could you also ensure that these good butchers
be persuaded to not sell horsemeat intertwined with the beef, sheep
and goat they sometimes have available? I find such scullduggery
to border on thiefdom, but alas, have been unable to persuade these
butchers otherwise. It always seems to be a "mistake" that won't
happen again. The best I've been able to do is warn my housekeeper
to be quite careful when selecting our meat.

>I have heard some rather dispicable rummors that the "meat" sold
in those "taverns' that have been causing such troubles lately
is even worse. However, I would have little first hand knowledge
of this myself as I don't frequent such places.