Even at its best, it remains... gamey. Far too much cloying musk in the flavor.

[that, or adelphel's palate has grown weak on sweet perfumes and confectioneries... but let that never be said in his presence. he sighs.]

...The gratin, I suppose, if I were forced to choose. With the dhalmel sliced thinly. I'd sooner take it as a Dzemael preparation, though — eft tail isn't so offensive once it's ground up like any other meat.