Today, I harvested the cherry tomatoes, and got five pots worth of them. Three pots I intend to save for snacks or juice ingredients later. Two pots I used up for… well… cooking.

After sleeping on it last night, I decided to just throw whatever edible things I have in this cavern into a big cooking stone pot, and let them simmer over a fireplace. The cooking that I made, if this could be called one, consisted of a couple of normal-sized-pot-worths of mashed cherry tomatoes, some grinded nuts, some slices of smoked pork meat, and some dried slimes cut like noodles. I intend to keep reheating it before I eat, and adjust the taste as I refill it every time it is almost empty every other day. I call this food an eternal stew 1.1*.

And with that said, this eternal stew 1.1 did make me cry the first time I tasted it this afternoon. Perhaps because I haven’t tasted real warm food for awhile, but the taste did make me remember a lot of mundane things that I might have taken for granted when I was outside of this place. Things like showering or soaking in a hot bath.

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Don’t get me wrong, though. I do clean myself regularly… but, you know... Should I… maybe? Yeah, why not. Let’s build a hole in the ground to soak myself into. I wonder where I should build it, though. Half of the cavern is filled with farmlands, and the rest of it is filled with slime trench plus the storage area for my craftings… and not to mention the mountains of ground materials too… There’s also the choice of digging a bath in the ancient library, but it’s a library and I don’t want to do that. Hmm… If I dig a bath near the well, there’s a chance that the well will be polluted by the bathwater, right?

That’s right! I could create the bath by making a room inside the tunnel. I’ll check tomorrow.