Which Doctor stepped in to help you?
The funny one.
Dear Momuz Letmosingiz, aka Urist McMoodyChild
I'm not even upset that you made an artifact millstone. We're probably going to build a mill at some point.
I am, however,
baffled, that you named it after yourself. Literally named the artifact the exact same thing you are, yourself, named.
I guess that's one way to make sure your name is memorialized.
Sincerely,
Overseer McMystified
Dear Urist McCrazyChef
I was just now looking at what was hauled to the trade depot for sale, and I found a gigantic wooden pot that the traders were apparently prepared to pay a king's ransom for. Being curious at finding a pot of food apparently worth more than all of the fortress's artifacts put together, I looked inside. This is what I found:
≡Donkey's milk roast [53]≡
This is a stack of 53 well-prepared donkey's milk roast. The ingredients are well-minced groundhog tallow, minced dwarven syrup, finely minced dwarven syrup, well-minced dwarven syrup, finely minced dwarven syrup, finely minced dwarven syrup, finely minced dwarven syrup, minced dwarven syrup, well-minced dwarven syrup, minced dwarven syrup, finely minced dwarven syrup, well-minced dwarven syrup, well-minced dwarven syrup, minced dwarven syrup, finely minced dwarven syrup, minced dwarven syrup, well-minced dwarven syrup, finely minced dwarven syrup, well-minced dwarven syrup, exceptionally minced dwarven syrup, finely minced dwarven syrup, well-minced wolverine tallow, and well-minced donkey's milk.
You maniacs have been
smoking the rat weed instead of brewing it, haven't you?
Literally nothing in that pot is fit for dwarvenkind to eat. Just breathing in the smell coming from the pot made me put on two pounds! It's a gigantic, viscous ooze of syrup, with mixed-in tallow for a bit of extra solidity and some donkey's milk for, I dunno, flavor? And yet, the traders are willing to pay 50,148☼ for it.
I don't even know why they want it, and I don't care. I'm selling it to them so they'll rid my fortress of it before this unholy abomination makes everyone who eats a bowl of it keel over dead.
Sincerely,
Overseer McQueasy