A short while later, the waitress returned, carefully balancing two large wooden plates in her hands while another serving girl followed behind her with a tray laden with bowls, bread, and steaming mugs.
The rich scent of roasted meat and herbs reached us before she did.
"My lord, my ladies," she said with a bright smile as she carefully lowered the first plate onto the table. "Our tavern's special, as requested."
She placed the dishes down one after the other with visible pride.
On one broad platter lay thick slices of roasted wild boar, glazed in a dark honey and berry reduction, the meat still glistening with its juices. Around it were laid roasted onions and small golden root vegetables, seasoned with herbs and butter.
