"In that case, there's a place I've been meaning to try out just around the corner." He thinks it's a safe bet, but he might as well try it on his new friend before he takes Jim there. Waving for Norn to follow him, he strolls back a little way into the open streets. The shift between wilds and townland is very much a gradient here, and the streets have plenty of flower beds, trees and creepers twining around the buildings. Actually, there's a lot more greenery than Felix remembers. Apparently letting things grow wild is in fashion lately?
"If I remember right, the menu is mostly stews, dumplings and some lighter vegetables. I hope that suits you. I'm not sure there's a name for the style of cuisine since I'm certain about half the dishes come from completely different worlds. ...Not that that's so different from back home, of course." Norn's sure to be more used to odd combinations of fusion cuisine than the Imperial. But he's learned that in the Nexus, few establishments stick to one world's style of food. You get Earth-style sir-fries with noodles made from an alien grain, or cornbread just like it is in Cyrodiil served with a soup full of luminescent beans.
"I rather liked the look of it, though," Felix adds. He turns into a quiet square and points ahead, and Norn might see what he means. There's an elaborate fountain at the center of the little square, encircled by a lotus-filled pond. Aside from a couple of small cafes, the restaurant at one side seems to be the main source of activity, its tables sprawling outside beneath overflowing hanging baskets and trellises. It's an utterly relaxed-looking place, less than half full at this hour of the evening. Felix will have no trouble finding them a table outside.
He's just going to insist on feeding the lot of them. It's the only way to be sure.
"If I remember right, the menu is mostly stews, dumplings and some lighter vegetables. I hope that suits you. I'm not sure there's a name for the style of cuisine since I'm certain about half the dishes come from completely different worlds. ...Not that that's so different from back home, of course." Norn's sure to be more used to odd combinations of fusion cuisine than the Imperial. But he's learned that in the Nexus, few establishments stick to one world's style of food. You get Earth-style sir-fries with noodles made from an alien grain, or cornbread just like it is in Cyrodiil served with a soup full of luminescent beans.
"I rather liked the look of it, though," Felix adds. He turns into a quiet square and points ahead, and Norn might see what he means. There's an elaborate fountain at the center of the little square, encircled by a lotus-filled pond. Aside from a couple of small cafes, the restaurant at one side seems to be the main source of activity, its tables sprawling outside beneath overflowing hanging baskets and trellises. It's an utterly relaxed-looking place, less than half full at this hour of the evening. Felix will have no trouble finding them a table outside.