There was a restaurant that was burned to the ground by a nomadic band of foodies that were hopped up on too much fugo, cough medicine, and absinthe. The cook, much like the captain of a ship, went down with his kitchen. Now Chef Jesiluna haunts where once there was a five star shrine to food. Those who see them are often ask to sample his new etheral courses. It is bad form to refuse, but perhaps one should bring a chaser of holy water to help the ectoplasm go down.
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