an almost incandescent wine, bright, dry, and powerful. I learned later it was called Ka-la-na. While I ate, and afterward, my father spoke.
{Tarnsman of Gor, page 26}
"Give him Ka-la-na wine," prompted Elizabeth. Aphris got up and fetched not a
skin, but a bottle, of wine, Ka-la-na wine, from the Ka-la-na orchards of great Ar itself. She also brought a black, red trimmed wine crater from the Isle of Cos.
"May I serve you?" she asked. Kamchak's eyes glinted. "Yes," he said. She poured wine into the crater and replaced the bottle. Kamchak had watched her hands very carefully. She had had to break the seal on the bottle to open it. The crater had
been upside-down when she had picked it up. If she had poisoned the wine she
had certainly done so deftly.
{Nomads of Gor, pages 150-151}
"Perhaps a tiny glass of Ka-la-na," she said, "among friends."
I looked to the left. Louise, as she had been bidden, was watching. I lifted my finger. The Earth girl then leapt up and hurried to the table. At the table she knelt. "A small bottle," I said, "of the slave gardens of Anesidemus."
"I have heard that is a marvelous Ka-la-na," said the free woman, her eyes alight.
"So, too, have I," I said.
"It is very expensive," said the woman.
"Are you familiar with it?" I asked.
"Oh," she said, lightly, "I have had it a few times."
"Do you like it?" I asked.
"Yes," she said. "Yes!"
"Fetch it," I said to Louise,
"Yes, Master," she said, rising to her feet, and hurrying to the bar.
{Mercenaries of Gor, pages 344-345}
"Master," said Louise, the nude, slender, red-haired Earth girl slave, returning.
She knelt near the table. She placed the small bottle of Ka-la-na on the table,
and two tiny cups.
{Mercenaries of Gor, page 346}
"Oh, it is a marvelous colonic," she purred. I gathered that she had never before had such Ka-la-na. True, it might run the buyer as much as three copper tarsks, a price for which some women can be purchased.
{Mercenaries of Gor, page 346}
I turned the bottle so that she might read the label. It was a small bottle of Boleto's Nectar of the Public Slave Gardens. Boleto is a well-known wine grower from the vicinty of Ar. He is famous for the production of a large number of reasonably good, medium grade Ka-la-nas. This was one of the major wines, and perhaps the best, served in Ar's public slave gardens; indeed, it had originally been commissioned for that market; hence the name.
{Mercenaries of Gor, page 360}
"But that sort of thing is behind me now," she said to me, throwing back her head and quaffing deeply of the ruby red Ka-la-na in her cup. She again looked at me. "Kliomenes is a merchant," she told me. "I now am a free woman. We meet now on different terms. We meet now as equals. He is really a nice man, and my friend."
{Rogue of Gor, page 158}
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