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zevguy ([personal profile] zevguy) wrote in [community profile] peopleofthedas2011-01-03 10:11 pm

A Message From Zevran: Elfsnacks

And now it is time to get to my occasional messages.




Also, dearest mods, might you consider granting me a series tag for Messages from Zevran? I intend to do these random things at least once a week.



Speaker's Note:

You know, you would think that not the same people would be hitting dislike on all of my stuff. But apparently they dislike it so much, that they must go on each of my videos, after knowing the style of contents I post anyway. That, is epically ridiculous. Especially since they don't have the melones to say anything about it. No, they just go vindictive. Pathetic.

While I know I cannot please everyone, once knowing the sort of thing I am posting - why go on it? Really? Are they that immature?



Zevran Brand Elfsnacks: Now with tattoos!

Y'know. last I checked we were adults. Yet, I seem to be noticing strange things, I feel as though there is some sibling rivalry around town, and I tell you - stop it. Well, not that it would work. What am I to a troll but a tasty elfsnack that is good with ketchup. Though frankly I'd much rather be covering something in aioli

Aioli, now for those of you who do not know, it is a thickish white substance. It is quite tasty. Especially with fried potatoes. Or roasted chicken. Or on trolls. Or I suppose on elfsnacks.

Ketchup on the other hand is bitter and sour - and who wants to be covered in that? Not I, I say. Bring the aioli for me please trolls, I wish to make myself into an elfsnack for you. May you choke on me.

Though, I also think it only fair to warn any of these stone skinned critters who so frequently love to munch on my elven flesh, I am rather crunchy as I wear much armor. You'll need a bucket of aioli. Something like out of that movie with Carrie and the pigs blood. Also, you may want to bring some sort of shell cracker clamp thingy. You'll have to break through the armor. As well as some sort of bindings or tongs or some such – I am an elf after all. An elf who wears armor. Which would also mean I carry knives. Mm, yes, I love logic. And garlic.

And now as a treat I shall include the recipe for aioli passed down through generations of Antivan whores much like the clap:

4 garlic cloves, peeled, chopped fine 
2 egg yolks 
1/8 teaspoon sea salt 
1 cup virgin olive oil 
1 teaspoon Dijon mustard 
1/2 teaspoon cold water 
1 teaspoon lemon juice

Step One:
Use a whisk to mix the egg yolk, Dijon mustard, and a pinch of salt together in a bowl. Wait until you see the yolk and mustard start to create ribbons. Add the garlic and keep mixing.

Step Two:
Drizzle the olive oil into the mixture at a slow pace, and continue to whisk as you pour. Whisk for about 5 minutes to thoroughly combine everything. Slowly pour the water in to create a consistency as it thickens.

Step Three: Dash a little salt & pepper and pour the lemon juice into the bowl. Set in the refrigerator until ready to use.


This recipe is easily multiplied. I would guess you would need about ten or fifteen times what this basic recipe says. Maybe more I am kind tough. I am also more than a mouthful, so bring some friends. Plenty of Zevran to go around. So I shall sit here, waiting, and being a patient elfsnack. At this time I am putting on my best armor, as I would not wish to disappoint, and everyone loves crunchy things as we all know. But one last warning, I might just make you into a trollsnack.

Hmm... I'm feeling a bit peckish with all this talk of snacks. Could you pass the fried darkspawn?

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