Ladies and Lords, if thy stomach might crumble, and your cook be out, the solution is simple. Thy task then is only to travel, and the magic of Sir Lancelot’s empire unravel. Ornaments on the walls, On tables candles glow. The mood of times bygone are remembered so. And in order to keep your mouth full, we’ll serve you a roast dove, not just a mouthful. When the bell tolls midday, the cook sets your feast on the furnace. Enter bravely all You wayfarers, you will surely not regret, we will sooth your thirst with several wines,
from a selection of 100 noble Hungarian kinds. And to keep your lordship entertained while regaling himself, music of the time is taken care of. Do not hesitate, bring your family, friend or your whole courtyard, there will be plenty of space for you. Please do not take my loyal servants' intentions wrong, but do not ask for fork since my court can offer only knife and spoon. Come and be entertained, forgetting jousts, ladies, little misses and misters.
