>>90053"It is fairly simple meal to prepare. You brown some ground hay in skillet, add in cream of mushroom soup, sour cream, salt and pepper, and while you cook this you boil egg noodles in pot. When noodles are done, you just mix them into dish, serve with extra sour cream to put in to taste, and enjoy. It is really simple and easy, and it is very popular dish in Severyana."
He sits down, taking another sip of his tea while memories of his time in Severyana are brought to mind for him to share. "There is not much to note about my time as colt, I suppose, but it would be good idea to start with my parents. My father was blacksmith, in St. Petershoof. He was this massive, hulking Earth Pony. Bay-colored coat, dark brown mane, brown eyes, and dark brown stripe running down length of his back, almost same exact stripe I have myself. He said it was family marking that all colts and stallions in his family had. To this day, I have not seen one pony who was ever as big or as strong as he was, but despite his size, he was really gentle pony. At least, unless you got him mad, and I mean
mad, then he was rather scary pony to be around, and
very scary to those who made him mad. He used to be Quartermaster for Equestrian Royal Guard before I was born, so he got to travel all across Equestria, meet different ponies, learn their customs, help them when they were in need, and generally get much clearer picture of world outside Severyana than if he had stayed in one place. He often said it helped to shape who he was.
"I never got chance to meet my mother. Apparently she was daughter of noble pony near Trottingham. She was weak and frail, exceptionally so even for unicorn. My father said once her mane was as golden as sun, her coat as fair as winter snow in St. Petershoof, and her eyes blue like pristine sapphires. Her family often kept her locked away in their manor house, as she was most frail of her siblings and they thought she would give their family bad name. All she wanted to do in life was to see some more of world beyond windows of her house, and to experience all that life had to offer. She got her wish when one day, her family's manor caught fire, and my father was part of local garrison that was called to help. He rescued her from burning wreckage, and they fell in love from that moment on. She absolutely adored how he had traveled all across Equestria and had all of these stories to tell her, and he enjoyed having somepony to take care of and who would care for him in turn.
"After couple years of living together, they decided to have foal, even though they both knew, with how weak she was, of risks it involved to her. As it turns out, those risks did exist after all. She died couple of minutes after she gave birth to me. Toll on her body was too great from birth, it just gave out. My father said she got to see me before she died, and that it...made her happy, before her end. That I helped her to pass away calmly into next life. I...do not know if I miss her or, or if I am supposed to miss her even though I do not. It is hard to miss what you never had in first place."