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The Page of Cups

For certain family members who believe that I never really used my degree, I should like to present… the time I wrote about getting drunk with as much brains as possible. For those of you who think being smart about drinking is not possible, I should let you in on a cool little secret: jello shots were/was invented by a mathematician.

Anyhoo, “The Page of Cups” was a labor of love, aimed at the SCA and anyone else who felt the pull of the past. It’s packed with research, historical recipes from sources like The Closet of Sir Kenelm Digby, and a bibliography that I had completely forgotten I’d even compiled.

And it’s also a work of serious scholarship.

So, to finally give it the academic nod it deserves, I’ve uploaded the opening chapters to my Academia.edu profile. It’s not the full book—you’ll still have to buy that to get to the good stuff (the recipes!)—but it’s the heart of the research. You can now read the deep dive into the history, mythology, and traditions of mead, all properly formatted and ready for the discerning scholar.

You can find it at drivethrufiction in PDF form… Amazon is supposed to still be carrying the handy dandy paperback form. Also Barnes and Noble and a few others.


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