[Excerpt Copyright © 2019 by Diana Gabaldon. I just used this snip elsewhere online to illustrate a bit of writing technique—i.e., weaving domestic details into the fabric of a larger scene that’s dealing with something else—so thought I might as well share it with you guys, too. Hope you enjoy it!]
“Taste that, will you, and tell me if you think it’s fit for human consumption.”
He paused, spoon halfway to his mouth.
“What’s in it?”
“I was hoping you could tell me. I think it might possibly be venison, but Mrs. MacDonald didn’t know for sure; her husband came home with it from a trip to the Cherokee villages and it didn’t have any skin on it, and he said he’d been too drunk when he won it in a dice game to have asked.”
Eyebrows raised as high as they’d go, he sniffed gingerly, blew on the spoonful of hot stew, then licked up a small taste, closing his eyes like a French degustater judging the virtues of a new Beaujolais.
“Hmm,” he said. He lapped a little more, though, which was encouraging, and finally took a whole bite, which he chewed slowly, eyes still closed in concentration.
Finally he swallowed, and opening his eyes, said, “It needs pepper. And maybe vinegar?”
“For taste, or disinfection?” I asked. I glanced at the pie-safe, wondering whether I could scrabble together sufficient remnants from its contents for a substitute dinner.
“Taste,” he said, leaning past me to dip the spoon again. “It’s wholesome enough, though. I think it’s wapiti—and meat from a verra old, tough buck. Is it not Mrs. MacDonald who thinks you’re a witch?”
“Well, if she does, she kept it to herself when she brought me her youngest son yesterday, with a broken leg. The older son brought the meat this morning. It was quite a large chunk of meat, regardless of origin. I put the rest in the smokehouse, but it smelled a little odd.”
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