'The Forkbeard himself now, from a wooden keg, poured a great tankard of ale, which must have been of the measure of five gallons, Over this he then closed his fist. It was the sighnof the hammer, the sign of Thor. The tankard then, with two great bronze handles, as passed from hands to hands among the rowers. The men threw back their heads and, the liquid spilling down their bodies, drank ale. It was victory ale.'
~Marauders of Gor, pages 99-100~
'Many were the roast tarsk and roast bosk that had roasted over the long fire, on the iron spits. Splendid was the quality of the ale at the tables of the Blue Tooth. Sweet and strong was the mead.'
~Marauders of Gor, page 226~
'The Forkbeard greets you!' shouted Ivar. I blinked. The hall was light. I had not understood it to be so large. At the tables, lifting ale and knives to the Forkbeard were more than a thousand men.'
~Marauders of Gor, page 230~
Bazi Tea
'In turn, from the oases, the nomads recieve, most importantly, Sa-Tarna grain and the Bazi tea.'
~Tribesmen of Gor, page 37~
'Tea is extremely important to the nomads. It is served hot and heavily sugared. It gives them strength then, in virtue of the sugar, and cools them, by making them sweat as well as stimulating them. It is drunk three small cups at a time, carefully measured.'
~Tribesmen of Gor, page 38~
'I had had verr meat, cut in chunks and threaded on a metal rod, with slices of peppers and larma, and roasted vulo stew with raisins, nuts, onions and honey, a kort with melted cheese and nutmeg, hot Bazi tea, sugared, and later, Turain wine.'
Tribesmen of Gor, pages 47-48~
''Make me tea,' I said.
Lifting her skirt the girl went to the tent, to make tea..
'I feared, when I first saw you, 'said the girl, measuring the tea, from a tiny tin box,..
Her hand shook, slightly, on the metal box of tea...
'Is it ready?' I asked. I looked at the tiny copper kettle on the small stand. A tiny kailla-dung fire burned under it. A small, heavy, curved glass was nearby, on a flat box, which would hold some two ounces of the tea. Bazi tea is drunk in tiny glasses, usually three at a time, carefully measured. She did not make herself tea, of course..
She lifted the kettle from the fire and carefully poured me a tiny glass of tea. I took the glass.'
~Tribesmen of Gor, pages 139-140~
'Hot Bazi tea I wanted. This is an important trade item in the north. I now knew why. The southern sugars are also popular. i had originally supposed this was because of their sweetness, there being few sweet items, save some berries, in the north. I now began to suspect that the calories of the sugars also played their role in their popularity.'
~Beasts of Gor, page 206~
''Well,' I said, 'let us return to the tent. The tabuk are gone and I am soaked and freezing. I will well relish a hot cup of Bazi tea.' 'Ah, my friend,' said Imnak, sadly, 'I am sorry there is no Bazi tea.' 'Recently,' I said, 'there was a great deal of it.' 'True,' said Imnak,, 'but now there is not,' 'Your used the tea to buy Poalu?' I asked. Imnak looked at me horrified. 'I made a gift to Kadluk,' he said.'
~Beasts of Gor, page 209~
Blackwine
' 'What is that I smell?' I asked.
'Black wine,' said she, 'from the Mountains of Thentis.'
I had heard of blackwine, but had never had any. It is drunk in Thentis, but I had never heard of it being much drunk in other Gorean cities.
'Bring two bowls,' I said
'Two?' asked the girl.
'The slave,' I said, indicating Elizabeth, 'will taste if first.'
'Of course, Master,' said the girl.
The girl nodded and, rising gracefully, backing away a step or two, head down, turned and went to the kitchen.
'I have heard,' I said to Elizabeth, 'that black wine is served hot.' 'Incredible,' she smiled.
In short order two bowls, steam curling out of them, were brought and placed on the table.
Then I picked up one of the thick, heavy clay bowls.
It was extremely strong, and bitter, but it was hot, and, unmistakably, it was coffee.'
~Assassin of Gor, page 106~
' 'Actually,' I said to Elizabeth,'this is very rare. Thentis does not trade the beans for black wine. I have heard of a cup of black wine in Ar, some years ago, selling for a silver eighty piece. Even in Thentis black wine is used commonly only in High Caste homes.' 'Perhaps it is from Earth?' she asked. 'Originally, doubtless beans were brought from Earth,'I said. much as certain other seeds, and silk worms and such..'
~Assassin of Gor, page 107~
'From one side, a slave girl, barefoot, bangled, in sashed, diaphanous, trousered charwar, gathered at the ankles, in tight, red-silk vest, with bare midriff, fled to him, with the tall, graceful, silvered pot containing the black wine. She was veiled. She knelt, replenishing the drink. Beneath her veil I saw the metal of her collar...
She returned to her place with the pot of black wine.'
~Tribesmen of Gor, page 88~
'She carried a tray, on which were various spoons and sugars. She knelt, placing her tray upon the table. With a tiny spoon, it's tip no more than a tenth of a hort in diameter, she placed four measures of white sugar and six of yellow, in the cup, with two stirring spoons, one for the white sugar, another for the yellow, she stirred the beverage after each measure. She then held the cup to the side of her cheek, testing it's temperature, Ibn Saran glanced at her, she, looking at him, timidly kissed the side of the cup and placed it before him. Then, head down, she withdrew.'
~Tribesmen of Gor, page 89~
'I decided, I might care to taste the steaming, black wine. I lifted my finger. The girl in whose charge was the silver vessel, filled my black wine. knelt beside a tiny brazier, on which it sat, retaining it's warmth. Seeing my signal, ...She rose swiftly to her feet. She knelt, head down, before me. She poured, carefully, the hot, black beverage into the tiny red cup. I dismissed her,...The other girl, lifted her tray of spoons and sugars. But i turned away. She was not summoned. The girls, white skinned, were a matched set of slaves, one for black wine, one for it's sugars.'
~Tribesmen of Gor, page 105~
'When the first man, yawning, sleepy and bleary-eyed, the lazy beast, stumbled to the cooking fire, we were ready for him. Eta and I knelt before him, and put our heads to the dirt at his feet. We were his girls. Eta piled several of the hot, tiny eggs, earlier kept fresh in cool sand within the cave, on a plate, with heated yellow bread, for him. I, grasping the pot with a rag and both hands, poured him a handled, metal tankard of the steaming black brew, coffee or black wine.'
~Slave Girl of Gor, page 74~
'He sat cross-legged, behind the low table. On it were hot bread, yellow and fresh, hot black wine, steaming, with it's sugars, slices of roast bosk, the scrambled eggs of vulos, pastries with creams and custards.'
~Beasts of Gor, page 20~
'I grinned, and washed down the eggs with a swig of hot black wine, prepared from the beans grown upon the slopes of the Thentis mountains. This black wine is quite expensive. Men have been slain on Gor for attempting to smuggle the beans out of the Thentian territories.'
~Beasts of Gor, page 21~
'On the tray too, was the metal vessel which contained black wine, steaming and bitter from far Thentis, famed for it's tarn flocks, the small yellow-enamaled cups from which we had drunk the black wine, it's spoons and sugars,'
~Explorers of Gor, page 10~
'The two slaves, their chains removed, now returned, and began to serve the black wine. The voluptuous slave of Aemilianus, whom he had not yet named, placed the tiny silver cups, on small stands, before us. The lovely little slave in bluish gauze, whom I had not yet named, holding the narrow spouted, silver pouring vessed in a heavy cloth, to retain it's heat and protect her hands, poured the scalding, steaming black fluid, in a narrow, tiny streams, into the small cups. She poured into the cups only the amount that would be compatible with the assorted sugars and creams which the guest might desire, if any, these being added in, and stirred, if, and as, pertinent, by Aemilianus' slave, who directed the serving.'
~Guardsman of Gor, page 244~
' 'Second slave,' I told her, which, among the river towns, and in certain cities, particularly in the north, is a way of indicating that I would take the black wine without creams or sugars, and as it came from the pouring vessel, which, of course in these areas, is handled by the 'second slave,' the first slave being the girl who puts down the cups, and takes the orders and sees the beverage is prepared according to the preferences of the one who is being served.'
~Guardsman of Gor, page 245~
' 'Yes, Mistress,' said the girl in bluish gauze. She was extremely careful not to spill a drop. Black wine, except in the vicinity of Thentis, where most of it is grown on the slopes of the Thentis range, is quite expensive. Also, of course, clumsy slave girls are often whipped. The expression 'second slave,' incidentally, serves to indicate that one does not wish creams or sugars with one's black wine, even if only one girl is serving.'
~Guardsman of Gor, page 245~
'I lifted the tiny silver cup to my lips and took a drop of the black wine. It's strength and bitterness are such that it is normally drunk in such a manner, usually only a drop of a few drops at a time. Commonly, too, it is mollified with creams and sugars. I drank it without creams and sugars, perhaps, for I had been accustomed, on Earth, to drinking coffee in such a manner, and the black wine of Gor is clearly coffee, or closely akin to coffee. Considering it's bitterness, however, if I had not been drinking such a tiny amount, and so slowly, scarcely wetting my lips, I too, would surely have had recourse to the tasty, gentling additives with which it is almost invariably served.'
~Guardsman of Gor, page 247~
