Public Transportation…

It's like the world's body odor and halitosis shoved into a tiny moving can with hundreds of short people that need to be pushed. Still, it gets you places

The Chair-Maker…

As far as I know, there wasn't a soul who knew this fellow's name. He practiced the fine art of chair-making in a manner similar to a luthier carving the body of a guitar or performing reparations. His hands: rough, cracked and calloused things they were. Time-worn and experienced, they could craft these magnificent things even when he faced the disadvantage of blindness after his friend's alchemy experiment went wrong

The Blind Watch-Maker…

had a keen interest in alchemy before he (and a friend) ended up blind when an experiment took a wrong turn. You see, this watch-maker had a love for money and all things valuable. He was a materialistic miserly old fool until he forfeit a sense for a desire that had blinded him in the first place. For years he strived to turn the cabbage that grew on the hills around him into pure gold. He came so close. Alas, fate frowned, hence his loss

Cabbage…

was what the blind watch-maker began to depend upon. The advent of his blindness had left him penniless, since he was not able to continue his livelyhood. He began a frugal life, living upon cabbage soup flavored with the bitterest of horseradish and the sourest of shitweed

Shitweed…

Lemongrass > Shitweed

Tom yum soup…

Spicy and shrimpy