Sa-Tarna (Yellow bread)

Pudding had come to him, and knelt before him, holding a plate of Sa-Tarna loaves. The daughter of Gurt, the Administrator of Kassau, was being taught to bake. She watched fearfully as the Forkbeard bit into one. �It needs more salt,� he had said to her. She shuddered. �Do you think you are a bond-maid of the south?� he asked. �No, my Jarl,� she had said. �Do you think it is enough for you to be pleasant in the furs?� he asked. �Oh, no, my Jarl!� she cried. �Bond-maids of the north must know how to do use-ful things,� he told her. �Yes, my Jarl!� she cried.
Marauders of Gor

Sa-Tarna is the major crop of the Forkbeard�s lands, but, too, there are many gardens, and, as I have noted, bosk and verr, too, are raised.
Marauders of Gor

The Jarl, then, took, from the hands of Ivar Forkbeard�s man, the leather-wrapped object. It was a round, flat, six-sectioned loaf of Sa-Tarna bread. The Kur looked at it. I could not read his expression
Marauders of Gor, Chapter 11

" 'I am very hungry, Masters.' I said. 'May I have something to eat?' 'Surely,' said the fellow who had carried me up the slope. Then, while the other fellow took his place on the wagon box and started the ponderous draft beast into motion, he gave me two generous pieces of bread, two full wedges of Sa-Tarna bread, a fourth of a loaf. such bread is usually baked in round, flat loaves, with eight divisions in a loaf. Some smaller loaves are divided into four divisions. These divisions are a function, presumably, of their simplicity, the ease with which they may be made, the ease with which, even without expicit measurement, equalities may be produced. He also gave me a slice of dried larma, some raisins and a plum. Twice he poured me water from a bag into a cup. He indicated the side of the cup from which I might drink. When a cup is shared masters and slaves do not drink from the same side of the cup."
Kajira of Gor, pg 216

Black Bread

"The great merchant galleys of Port Kar, and Cos, and Tyros, and other maritime powers, utilized thousands of such miserable wretches, fed on brews of peas and black bread, chained in the rowing holds, under the whips of slave masters, their lives measured by feedings and beatings, and the labor of the oar."
Hunters of Gor, pg 13

Slave Bread

"I did not forget the slave of course. Crusts of bread did I throw to the boards before her. It was slave bread, rough and coarse-grained. The beauty ate it eagerly. She had not known if she was to be fed that day. sometimes the slave is not fed."
Tribesmen of Gor, pgs 47 � 48

Biscuits

Grunt, from his own stores, brought forth some dried, pressed biscuits, baked in Kailiauk from Sa-Tarna flour.
Savages of Gor, pg 328

Crackers

It was generally dried fruit, crackers and a bit of salt, to compensate for the salt loss during the day�s march, consequent on perspiration.
Tribesmen of Gor pg 267

Fried Maize

'Master?' asked Tuka, kneeling, holding the tray. We took the fried maize cakes from the tray. Then the tray was empty, save for one object, a segment of dried root, about two to three inches long and a half inch wide."
Blood Brothers of Gor pg 369

Honey Cake

from a vendor, the Forkbeard bought his girls honey cake; with their fingers they ate it eagerly, crumbs at the side of their mouths..."
Marauders of Gor, pg 144

Pastries

Then, we again continued on our way, leaving the place of the platform, the place of Gunnhild�s triumph, where she had received a pastry, and where her master, the Forkbeard, had made a silver tarn disk on her beauty. She gave the other girls crumbs of the pastry and permitted Dagmar, who was to be sold off, to lick frosting from her fingers.
Marauders of Gor

"He sat, cross-legged, behind the low table. On it were hot bread, yellow and fresh, hot black wine, steaming with its sugars, slices of roast bosk, the scrambled eggs of vulos, pastries with creams and custards."
Beasts of Gor, pg 20

"... When she had had a good session Ulafi would sometimes, when he thought of it, throw her a bit of cake or pastry, which she would gratefully receive. She would then kneel before Ulafi and kiss his feet, clutching the bit of cake or pastry. 'Thank you, Master,' she would say. She would then kneel before Sasi, her teacher, and offer her the bit of cake or pastry, which Sasi would take, taking most of it and returning a portion of it to her. 'Thank you, Mistress,' she would say, for Sasi was first girl. She would then creep to her cage, and be locked within it. She would lie curled up in it, a lovely, helpless slave, and try to make the bit of cake or pastry last as long as possible."
Explorers of Gor, pg 77

�I shop for wealthy women,� she said, �for pastries and tarts and cakes - things they will not trust their female slaves to buy.�
Nomads of Gor pg 238

'I lived in Ar for a year,' she said. 'Not far from my apartments there was a pastry shop. Marvelous smells used to come from the shop. In the evening, when the shop was closing slave girls, in their brief tunics and collars, would come and kneel down, near the hinged opening to the open air counter. The baker, who was a kind hearted man, would sometimes come out and, from a flat sheet, throw them unsold pastries.' "
Blood Brothers of Gor pg 333

On the tray were assorted pastries, on the other was a variety of small, spcied custards.
Guardsman of Gor pg 239

Rice

I went to the side and removed a bowl from its padded, insulating wrap. Its contents were still warm. It was a mash of cooked vulo and rice. Its contents were still warm. It was a mash of cooked vulo and rice. Earlier I had taken Yanina to the kitchen. There, under my supervision, on her chain, kneeling, she had cooked it. It was perhaps the first thing she had ever cooked. I had, too, once, later in the afternoon, taken her into a couple of rooms, where I had her tidy them up. It pleased me to see her, once the proud Lady Yanina, helplessly performing these small, domestic tasks. Being a slave is a whole way of life, involving a total modality of existence. There is a great deal more to it than simply serving a master on the furs. 'Eat,' I said to Flaminius, spooning some vulo and rice into his mouth. Then, in a bit, I took the bowl, the spoon in it, to where the girl lay. 'Kneel,' I said to her. 'Yes, Master,' she said. I then took bits of vulo from the bowl and held them out to the girl. I also put some rice in the palm of my hand, from which she took it. I heard Flaminius gasp in anger. 'Do you object' I asked. His slave, before him, was eating from the hand of another man. To be sure, we had all eaten earlier, as well. Then, however, I had had Yanina eat from a pan on the floor."
Players of Gor, pgs 379 - 380

Rence Cake

"The plant has many uses besides serving as a raw product in the manufacture of rence paper... " " ...from the stem the rence growers can make reed boats, sails, mats, cords and a kind of fibrous cloth; further it's pith is edible, and for the rench growers is, with fish, a staple in their diet; the pith is edible both raw and cooked; some men, lost in the delta, not knowing the pith is edible, have died of starvation in the midst of what was, had they known it, an almost endless abundance of food."��
Raiders of Gor, pg 7

In a moment the woman had returned with a double handful of wet rence paste. Wen fried on flat stones it makes a kind of cake, often sprinkled with rence seeds.
Raiders of Gor pg 25