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31. From Boop - "A Few Warm Snacks"

With a superior cup of red tea, a superior complete hobbit breakfast, a superior coney pie,
a superior Hornblower's pie and a pair of thick pristine leggings attached

Hey Paana!
That is a very wise decision, I won't send any more alcohol from now on.

26. From Paana - "Failed Search"

Hi Boop!

Thanks for the pudding! It really reminds me of grandma's own, and that says a lot!

Today I visited Sundergrót. The dwarves made so many doors inside that I couldn't find the pantry!

:O

16. From Paana - "Fish and Tea Don't Fit Together"

With a ball of gunk attached

Hi Boop, my master cook!
Your tea and pies are perfect in taste, with that little....

11. From Boop - "An Important Question"

This time, no food at all in the package, for I need to be able to read the full answer without any drool!

You went through all my regular dishes, so I need to cook new ones, and for that I need you.
What are your favorite dishes?
I'll start working on them as soon as I can once I have your answer.

Take good care of yourself my hungry friend,
Boop, a dedicated cook

1. From Boop - "The Shared Pleasure of Food"

With a superior cup of red tea, superior Hobbiton omelet,
mushroom stew and a superior Hornblower's pie attached

Good morning,
I am Boop, a cook dedicated to feeding all the free folks, for free, with my Hobbit Breakfast Kits.

Your friend Pedro recently told me about how much you love food so I thought I could send you one of my food packages, I hope you will enjoy it.

A letter addressed to Miss Lizabet Honeymead, The Red Lantern Inn, Lowbanks, Bree

October 3

A letter written on fine Elven parchment, sent from Rivendell by carrier hawk. The penmanship is steady but not especially fine, and the spelling is mostly correct...

Dear

Dearest?

To Finchley,

Dytha wiped the dusted snow from her downy eyebrows and took in the warmth of her home. It was good to be back in Fréasburg. Had a month really passed since she’d traveled to Aldburg to prepare for their Yuletide? Then Edoras, then Aldburg again. She’d lost count. Even in winter it seemed there were no ends to her roads. Now, at last, she was home.