[Mostly because it was the food he would be more familiar with. It's not that there was no preservation - he hadn't really been involved in it, but he was aware of the process of salting meat and other foods to preserve it for travel or for months of lean harvest or hunting. But most meals revolved around pots bubbling over open fires, preparing a soup or rice to be had with others.
He hums thoughtfully at what Ryuji describes. Striving for efficiency was only human, though he supposes it could go hand-in-hand with laziness, with complacency.
The brick of noodles he had been prodding at loosens in the boiling water, actually beginning to resemble food. To Ashitaka, this is a magic on par to the strange network device which allowed them to speak to others distant to them with little more than thought.]
It is certainly convenient. [He slowly stirs the contents of the simmering pot.] Though I will be the judge of whether or not quality is lost in that.
It certainly sounds as if there was a great variety though.
[Vaguely wistful, not only because there was a lack of variety in food back home but also because there hadn't been many options here or in France, either.] I feel I might get spoiled with too many options. [Eating back home had been less about uniqueness or great taste and more about just getting food enough to continue onward. At least, that was true for the people of his village and the working class people of Irontown that he had eaten with. As said, the company had been the more important aspect.]
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[Mostly because it was the food he would be more familiar with. It's not that there was no preservation - he hadn't really been involved in it, but he was aware of the process of salting meat and other foods to preserve it for travel or for months of lean harvest or hunting. But most meals revolved around pots bubbling over open fires, preparing a soup or rice to be had with others.
He hums thoughtfully at what Ryuji describes. Striving for efficiency was only human, though he supposes it could go hand-in-hand with laziness, with complacency.
The brick of noodles he had been prodding at loosens in the boiling water, actually beginning to resemble food. To Ashitaka, this is a magic on par to the strange network device which allowed them to speak to others distant to them with little more than thought.]
It is certainly convenient. [He slowly stirs the contents of the simmering pot.] Though I will be the judge of whether or not quality is lost in that.
It certainly sounds as if there was a great variety though.
[Vaguely wistful, not only because there was a lack of variety in food back home but also because there hadn't been many options here or in France, either.] I feel I might get spoiled with too many options. [Eating back home had been less about uniqueness or great taste and more about just getting food enough to continue onward. At least, that was true for the people of his village and the working class people of Irontown that he had eaten with. As said, the company had been the more important aspect.]