Recreated from The Name of the Wind by Patrick Rothfuss
Dinner in the Mess was brown bread with butter, stew, and beans. Manet was there, his wild hair making him look like a great white wolf. Simmon and Sovoy groused idly about the food, making grim speculations as to what manner of meat was in the stew. To me, less that a span away from the streets of Tarbean, it was a marvellous meal indeed.
Stew is a Fantasy staple; you don't have to look far to find a pot of it simmering away on the pages somewhere. It's cheap, uncomplicated and evocative (think warm food on cold nights for peasants, soldiers and e'lir alike) which may account for its ubiquity. It's also absolutely delicious when cooked 'low and slow' – easily my favourite winter meal. So, Simmon and Sovoy, I don't care who your dads are; don't go grousing about my stew however lowly the manner of the meat!
Beef stew (serves 6-8)
**This makes a thick stew – some of the liquid evaporates with cooking and what remains is thickened by the flour and fat. If you want a thinner but more abundant gravy, add more stock than I've recommended at Step 6.
Dumplings (optional, makes 12-16)
Equipment: frying pan, tongs for turning the beef, casserole dish, wooden spoon, large mixing bowl for the dumplings
NB: This makes a thick stew – some of the liquid evaporates with cooking and what remains is thickened by the flour and the fat. If you want a thinner but more abundant gravy, add more stock than I've recommend at Step 6.
If you like all your food hearty, you might enjoy these puddings recreated from Philip Pullman's 'La Belle Sauvage'.
Recreated from A Time of Dread by John Gwynne
Riv sat in her barrack's feast-hall, picking at a plate of boar ribs and sweet parsnips. Jost and Vald were with her, sitting beside each other. At any other time the sight of them would have made her chuckle
'Don't want that? I'll finish it for you,' Vald said, eyeing up her plate
'Have it,' Riv said, pushing her unfinished food towards Vald.
'I'd have had that!' Jost exclaimed, eyes bulging in his gaunt face. He ate almost as much as Vald, not that you'd know it to look at him, the two of them often arguing over food.
'Too slow.' Vald winked at Jost.
John Gwynne's feast-halls play host to some hearty fantasy staples. 'A Time of Dread' features steaming tea, warming porridge, tender meats, melting onions, sweet vegetables and thick gravies. There's even a dog's dinner – a well-earned restorative for the brave hound – that sounds fit for the table of any fantasy food fan. You'll find it listed here along with the rest of the book's victuals.
Of the various meats mentioned, I've gone for the ribs (pork, from the butcher's rather than from a wild boar I've speared myself) and slathered them in a honey glaze. Honey is one of the book's recurring ingredients, eaten for medicinal purposes as well as pleasure. In light of that, let's raise a horn of mead to this healthy meal and argue over who gets to pick the bones clean for some extra goodness.
This is a dish best cooked 'low and slow' so leave time for up to four hours in the oven.
Ingredients (serves 2)
The ribs themselves:
Six ribs, appr. 700g
Salt and pepper to season
For the glaze:
3 tbsp honey
1 tbsp tomato paste
1 tbsp soy sauce
1 tbsp apple cider vinegar*
1 tsp paprika
*any vinegar will do as an alternative
2 tsp dried thyme
1 tbsp olive oil
Salt and pepper to season
For the ribs:
To serve: I served with carrots roasted in the same way and at the same time as the parsnips, as well as some steamed Swiss chard. The best addition, however, was some blue cheese – perfect for breaking up the sweetness of the honey and parsnips.
Inspired by C. Robert Cargill's Sea of Rust
My name is Brittle. Factory designation HS8795-73. A Simulacrum Model Caregiver. But I like Brittle.
Robots don’t eat, but Sea of Rust is still peppered with the figurative food of everyday speech and memories of food from former times. It’s not a world where what we humans eat is significant, but there are still food-inspired verbs like ‘sandwiched’ and ‘pancaked’; there are food-based endearments like ‘honey’ and ‘peach’; you can still ‘have beef’ or ‘go nuts’; heavy things drop ‘like a sack of potatoes’ and sharp knives still cut like ‘a knife through warm butter’.
While none of these a meal make, our robot protagonist with the cracking name gave me a way in. My imitation cover art is peanut brittle with extra nuts, strawberry (jam) and peach – all flavours you’ll find mentioned in the book.
Once recreated, smash it up and devour the parts like your life depends on it.
Special equipment: foil-lined baking parchment for the mould, a book, a jam thermometer (optional), a wooden spoon for stirring, a pastry brush for decorating
If you enjoy working with sugar at speed, try my honeycomb inspired by John Gwynne's Malice.
If you want peanuts in a savoury dish, try the Kung Pao chicken recreated from Sylvain Neuvel's Sleeping Giants.
Recreated from Caraval by Stephanie Garber
Scarlett tried to ignore it as she inched closer. Next to the clothes, on top of a gilded table covered in moon dials, a curvy vase of red roses sat next to a tray laden with fig bread, cinnamon tea, and a note.
Cross-sensory trickery in Stephanie Garber’s Caraval includes smelling colours, feeling flavours and hearing food. This is a realm of unexpected metaphors, where food serves as a medium between unusual experiences and our protagonist’s perception of them: the colour plum triggers olfactory associations of brutality for her; discomfort is experienced as the prickling of smoky-ginger; and in one rather seductive scene, violin music plays, richer than the darkest chocolate.
Despite this narrative sweetshop of nearly-edible experiences, relatively little food is actually consumed in the story (I’ve marked each instance in the Caraval food list with an asterisk). Here, I’ve opted for one of the few instances food is literally present – Legend's 'welcome' to Scarlett. I think it sets the tone for all the deliciousness that follows.
Fig bread (appr. 12 slices)
Look no further than this BBC Good Food recipe. Apart from some extra salt, I have nothing to add.
Cinnamon tea (2 cups)
Recreated from La Belle Sauvage by Philip Pullman
When my parents visit, I always offer to cook something special for them – “anything you can imagine!” – but from now on, there’s no need for me to ask. Instead I’ll just be referring to Philip Pullman’s La Belle Sauvage, where their favourites form the culinary backdrop to Malcolm Polstead’s life.
Malcolm is surrounded by an abundance of stewed apples, baked apples, apple crumbles and apple pies, plum pies, rhubarb pies, shepherd’s pies and steak and kidney pies, sausage rolls and jam rolls, Yorkshire puddings and rice pudding and other hearty staples. This is the food that imprinted itself onto post-war English national consciousness via the bellies of hungry 1950s schoolchildren to become the epitome of home-cooking for following generations.
Its appeal is easy to understand (being fatty, filling and unfussy in a way that would satisfy any little Malcolm) and evidently enduring – Philip Pullman is still writing about it over sixty years later and my parents are ever happy to revisit any school pudding with custard on top.
Here are three options for you to try out that all have merits beyond fond memories. Each one can be taken from page to plate in 30 minutes or less, leaving plenty of time to read on.
For even more reading time, skip cooking altogether and go to The Tome and Tankard Inn for a Stewed Apples and Custard cocktail.
The hall was where the dinner ladies set out the tables for school dinner, whose aroma hung around it all afternoon. That day boiled swede had featured prominently on the menu, and not even the jam roll which had come after it did anything to dispel the heavy atmosphere.
*Jam and coconut sponge was my favourite school cake so I've taken the liberty of incorporating desiccated coconut. You could leave it out or add your own favourites. I'm rather tempted by the idea of whipped cream.
Special equipment: Baking tray appr. 42cm x 27 cm x 2.5 cm H, foil lined baking parchment, damp tea towel
Baked Apple and Custard
'Would you like your pudding now, gentleman?'
'What is it?'
'Baked apples and custard. Apples from the priory orchard.'
'Well, we can't pass up a chance to try those,' said the scholarly man.
Ingredients (serves 4)
Special equipment: apple corer
She mixed the cocoa powder with a little sugar and poured on the hot milk, making some for herself as well. The boy knew so much already that she had to trust him. There was little choice.
Barely more complicated but far more luxurious, here's a recipe for the chocolatl of Lyra's Oxford as I dream of it.
Recreated from Sleeping Giants by Sylvain Neuvel
--I’ll have the Kung Pao chicken.
There’s a lot of incidental food in fiction – things that characters happen to be eating as part of the everyday – and then there’s Significant Food. I'd say the two most meaningful meals in Sylvain Neuvel’s Sleeping Giants are cinnamon buns (File No. 189) and Kung Pao chicken (File No. 230). The cinnamon buns are camaraderie on a plate, while the Kung Pao chicken is about taking heed. To declare my full cooperation, I’ve chosen to recreate the Kung Pao chicken. I’d serve it with Indonesian rice if I were you, just to be on the safe side.
--How big was the hand?
--6.9 meters, about twenty-three feet; though it seemed much larger for an eleven-year-old.
Lontong (compressed jasmine rice) is a sticky Indonesian rice dish that holds it shape when formed into, say, body parts. I served my Kung Pao chicken on a hand (more modestly proportioned than the one we first encounter in the Prologue) because it's the piece that sets all that follows in motion. It’s also a heavy-handed nod to the notion that some things are just out of our hands; like what happens when we don’t go to fetch the cinnamon buns.
For the marinade
To coat the marinated chicken
For the sauce
A note for your tongue: Exceeding the recommended amount of Schezuan peppercorns may cause your mouth to go numb in a way that is interesting and not entirely pleasant.
A note on the hand: Creating a mould took me about 20 minutes. Compressing the rice into the mould took an extra 3-5 minutes per serving. It’s time consuming but worthwhile. To reduce the pressure, you could cook and prepare hands of rice an hour or so before cooking the chicken. It’s still delicious at room temperature.
To prepare in advance: make a mould for the rice (optional)
Inspired by Mac Rogers' Steal the Stars
Patty: So, lunch? We can prep to meet with the big guy?
Dakota: Go ahead without me. I gotta go up--I've left mine in the car.
Patty: What, that falafel crap?
Dakota: That's the one.
Patty: You know I don't respect your vegetarianism, right?
Dakota: Yeah, it keeps me up at night.
There's not much mention of food in Tor Labs' debut science fiction podcast, Steal the Stars, but what there is helps to give colour to the relationship between two of its leading characters, Dakota and Patty. Banter between the two veers several times into mock denigration of the other's eating habits, where vegetarianism (e.g. "that falafel crap") is pitted against images of cannibalistic devouring (e.g. "eat dick, made of meat"). In the strict confines of Quill Marine, teasing seems like a sensible way of staying within the limits of permitted intimacy. And in the confines of The Speculative Kitchen, I'm not about to rustle up a penis. So, falafel it is. With moss on top.
Falafel (makes 12-15 patties)
Serve together in a wrap with Greek yoghurt and a salad of your choice. Mine had tomatoes, cucumber, mint, lemon, salt and pepper.
Recreated from The Hobbit by J.R.R. Tolkien
[Gandalf] "Quite a merry gathering! I hope there is something left for the late-comers to eat and drink! What's that? Tea! No thank you! A little red wine, I think for me."
"And for me," said Thorin.
"And raspberry jam and apple-tart," said Bifur.
"And mince-pies and cheese," said Bofur.
"And pork-pie and salad," said Bombur.
"And more cakes--and ale--and coffee, if you don't mind," called the other dwarves through the door."
I have it on Internet authority that my maiden name means ‘dwelling on the side of a hill’ which allows me to imagine a certain kinship with hobbits (that and an appetite out of proportion with my height). On more solid ground, I'm from the shire that gave us the Melton Mowbray pork pie so it feels long overdue that I satisfy the inner-Bombur and make one of my own.
Staying true to the flavours of The Hobbit, I've incorporated blackberries, apple, sage, thyme and chicken but you could easily substitute in some of the others. What all the fare of The Hobbit has in common is a hailing to the ‘rural English pastoral tradition’ which Strange Horizons have written about here.
Over at The Tome and Tankard Inn, BookWol has recreated Tolkien’s aesthetic with a Hobbit-inspired drink, steeped in traditional English ingredients. We’ve coordinated our flavours (with something of a kitchen-garden theme) to bring as much of Hobbiton to the table as possible. All that remains is for us to raise a toast: may your larder always be full, may your drink be ever-flowing and may the hair on your toes never fall out.
The number of steps in this recipe may make it seem like more of an undertaking than it actually is--I spent around 20 minutes making the pastry, ten for the filling and five for the assembly. There's a lot of refrigeration time along the way though so it's one to prepare in advance.
Equipment: saucepan, (rolling pin, 4” pork pie mould, cling film, cooking spray)*, greaseproof paper, string, piping tip
*search ‘how to hand raise a pork pie’ as an alternative
For the pastry:
For the filling:
For the pastry glaze:
1 small egg
For the jelly:
Prepare the pork pie mould
1. Coat the outside of the pork pie mould in cling film. Rub cooking spray over the cling film to help remove the mould from the pastry when you reach Step 11.
Make the pastry
2. Break the egg into a small bowl and beat it gently.
3. Sift the flour into a large bowl and make a well in the middle. Pour the beaten egg into the well and cover with flour.
4. Meanwhile, melt the butter and lard in 150ml gently simmering water. When the fats are fully melted, bring to a rolling boil and then remove from the heat.
5. Add the hot liquid mixture to the flour mixture at once and mix with a butter knife until fully combined. Bring the dough together into a ball with your hands and then divide it into two--one twice the size of the other.
6. Roll the larger ball out into a disc big enough to cover the bottom and sides of your pork pie mould (outside not inside) with a couple of centimetres to spare (trimming any excess and reserving at room temperature). Place the dough over the prepared pork pie mould and refrigerate for at least 30 minutes.
7. Roll the smaller ball out into a disc big enough to cover the top of your pork pie with a couple of centimetres to spare (reserving excess at room temperature). Place on a piece of greaseproof paper and refrigerate until needed.
Make the filling
8. Remove the fat cap from the pork shoulder and dice the meat leaving traces of the fat on (this will stop the meat drying out in the oven). Mix the diced pork in a bowl with the onion and sage, then season.
9. Core and peel the apple.
10. Preheat your oven to 190°C (375°F) fan.
Assemble the pie
11. Take your pastry from the fridge. Remove the mould from inside the larger piece and then remove the cling film. Hold it up to the light and use the reserved dough to patch (on the inside) any areas that look too thin. Wrap greaseproof paper around the sides and secure with string without tying it too tight.
12. Add a layer of the pork mixture on the bottom and place the apple on top (the top of the apple should reach the rim of your case). Fill with the rest of the pork mixture, including in the hollow of the cored apple. There should be enough filling to form a mound.
13. Add the lid and pinch the edges together to seal. Make a hole in the lid the size of your fingertip and insert the piping tip smaller end down. This will allow steam to escape while baking.
Glaze the pastry and bake
14. Apply a thin coat of the egg mixture to the lid.
15. Bake for 15 mins at 190°C fan then lower the oven temperature to 170°C (325°F) fan, cover loosely in foil and bake for a further 30 minutes.
16. Remove the foil, string and greaseproof paper, then glaze the freshly-uncovered sides before returning to the oven for a final 30 minutes.
17. Leave to cool down to room temperature and then refrigerate for a few hours. Check for any holes and plug them with cold butter which can be scraped away after Step 21 when the jelly has set.
Make the jelly (used to fill the gaps that form when the filling shrinks back from the pastry during cooking)
18. Simmer all the stock ingredients except for the gelatine leaves for 15 minutes, then pour through a strainer into a jug to remove the herbs.
19. Return to the saucepan on a high simmer for five minutes to allow evaporation.
20. Meanwhile, soak the gelatine leaves in cold water for a minute. Then remove them from the cold water, squeeze to remove excess water and add them to the hot stock on a low simmer until the gelatine leaves have melted.
21. Remove the stock from the heat and transfer back to your jug. The stock will begin to set as it cools so pour it into the pie via the piping tip straight away until filled to the brim. Refrigerate for a few hours before serving.
Serve with a side salad of your choice. I picked pea shoots and blackberries.
Hot water crust recipe by Lizzy Jones; simple jelly recipe based on Oakden's.
Inspired by Nnedi Okorafor’s Akata Witch
What Is Chittim?
Chittim is the currency of Leopard People. Chittim are always made of metal (copper, bronze, silver, and gold) and always shaped like curved rods. The most valuable are the large copper ones, which are about the size of an orange and thick as an adult’s thumb …
When chittim fall, they never do harm. So one can stand in a rain of chittim and never get hit. There is only one way to earn chittim: by gaining knowledge and wisdom.
The first book of Nnedi Okarafor’s ‘Akata Witch’ series is bursting with food. There’s fufu, egg stew, egusi soup, okra soup, jallof rice, spicy chicken, plaintain, butter cookies, mangoes and more. One of the book’s chapters is called ‘Red Stew and Rice’. One of the characters is called Sugar Cream. There’s even a full recipe for ‘Tainted Pepper Soup’ and a guide to cookery for a magical subset of people like the main character.
And it’s that ‘people like’ that makes the food in Akata Witch more than just a matter of what’s on your plate--it’s one of the ways identity is demarcated. Looking up any of the book’s dishes online (I would certainly recommend doing so) returns a multitude of national, ethnic and personal variations. Such differences and how characters negotiate between them are one of the book’s main themes.
Learning about this – and lots of amazing Nigerian food bloggers – hopefully earns a cheeky bit of 'chittim'. I’ve attempted a culinary alchemy of sorts by turning the currency of Akata Witch into butter cookies using two ingredients of Nigerian Suya spice; ginger and peanuts. The orange is there as a flavour echo from our introduction to chittim quoted at the start of this entry. Thanks go to Nnedi Okorofor for taking the time to clarify what they should look like.
Ingredients (makes approximately 20 'chittim')
Food processor, rolling pin, ruler, sharp knife, baking tray, parchment paper
Serve with tea the Sugar Cream way. Don’t be tempted to dunk your 'chittim' as butter cookies are shorter and more crumbly than stouter varieties of biscuit.
Recreated from Spellslinger by Sebastien de Castell
[He] came and set the tray down on the small desk in the corner of my room and sat at the chair that was already too small for me and made him look like a giant. He lifted the red-clay cover from the tray, revealing a plate laden with some kind of roasted lamb dish that smelled wonderful. 'The family has already been served ... This is my supper and I'm entitled to eat it where I please.'
'You want to eat in my room?'
'Do you mind?'
I got up from the bed, my clothes from the day before feeling rough and stiff against my skin, and joined him at the desk. When I looked at the tray I noticed he'd put together a rather large portion for one man. I noticed something else as well. 'You seem to have two sets of cutlery on your tray.'
I have the pleasure of providing milk for a growing baby, so it was my husband who popped to London for Fantasy in the Court at Goldsboro Books. My gift from the last event he went to was a note from Robin Hobb in our copy of Assassin's Apprentice. My gift this time was an answer from Sebastien de Castell to, 'Which dish from any of your books should we attempt to recreate?' The answer: Spellslinger roasted lamb.
I'd been meaning to read Spellslinger for some time as an interlude between Saint's Blood and Tyrant's Throne (I'm saving that last one of the Greatcoats for a special treat) so the search for lamb gave an added incentive. I found the lamb (excerpt above) and enjoyed thinking about food-sharing as an act of defiance throughout the book.
Although we're not told exactly what kind of roasted lamb dish this is (I appreciate it's not the most important thing going on here) I've taken the liberty of borrowing ingredients mentioned elsewhere in Spellslinger. There's a traditional Jan'Tep spirit called dzajil that's made with apricots and pomegranates, and both these ingredients are eminent companions for roasted lamb.
Even though Sebastien de Castell describes the lands of Spellslinger as 'more akin to the American frontier,' there seem to be Persian or Arabic influences at play, so that's what I've gone with. The amount I cooked surpasses even 'a rather large portion for one' so I'd recommend four to six sets of cutlery. Or you can do what we did and enjoy the leftovers the next day – it's just as nice cold as it is hot.
Lamb (for four generous portions)
Couscous (for four generous portions)
1. Preheat oven to 150°C (300°F) fan.
2. Place the chopped white onions in the bottom of a casserole dish.
3. Mix all the marinade ingredients in a bowl except for the boiling water. There's a tidy ratio so you can scale up or down depending on the size of your lamb joint.
4. Rub the marinade all over the lamb, including over the fat cap. Place on top of the onions in your casserole dish, fatty side up. Pour the boiling water into your marinade bowl to catch any that got left behind and then pour it around the lamb but not on it.
5. Cover and cook in the oven for two hours (or one hour per 500g of lamb). While the lamb is cooking, prepare the couscous.
6. Heat the oil on medium in a frying pan until it spreads around easily when tilted.
7. Add the diced red onion, apricots and almonds and fry over a medium heat for five minutes, stirring occasionally to stop anything catching.
8. Remove the apricot mix from the heat. Prepare your stock.
9. Add the dried couscous to the apricot mix along with the parsley and mint. Stir to combine thoroughly. Pour over the stock making sure that all the couscous is covered. Cover and set aside until ready to serve. Fluff the couscous with a fork before serving.
10. Take your lamb out of the oven after the allocated time and remove the lid or foil. Spoon over the juices from the bottom of the dish. Return to the oven uncovered and cook for a further 15 minutes. Remove the dish from the oven, then remove the lamb and leave it to rest for 15 minutes. Serve whole as part of a sharing platter or 'carve' (the meat will be tender enough to pull from the bone by hand) if serving in individual portions.
11. To serve – whether as a platter or in individual portions – build the dish up in layers: leafy greens on the bottom / off to one side, then apricot couscous, then lamb, then pomegranate seeds. Finish with a good dollop of yoghurt and sprinkle with the fresh mint and parsley.