The Ninety-Day Grain

The bar in Kirkwall had five tables and a fire. Polly sat near the heat. "Can I see the menu?" she asked. There were only a few things on the card.

Baren i Kirkwall havde fem borde og en pejs. Polly satte sig nær varmen. "Må jeg se menuen?" spurgte hun. Der var kun få ting på kortet.

"Could you recommend a good dish?" The owner was a heron. She said the bannock. Bere is a barley grown here for hundreds of years. It grows fast, in a short summer.

"Kan du anbefale en god ret?" Værten var en hejre. Hun sagde bannock. Bere er en byg, der er dyrket her i hundreder af år. Den vokser hurtigt, i en kort sommer.

"Do you have vegetarian options?" Polly asked. The heron pointed at the same line. Bannock, butter and soft cheese.

"Har I vegetariske retter?" spurgte Polly. Hejren pegede på den samme linje. Bannock, smør og blød ost.

"Can we get the bill, please?" Polly said. The heron took her time, which is a good sign. Outside, the wind was almost calm. Polly walked up to the red cathedral.

"Må vi bede om regningen?" sagde Polly. Hejren tog sig god tid, hvilket er et godt tegn. Udenfor var vinden næsten stille. Polly gik op til den røde katedral.