quilla

Lorn has never been that fond of quilla, but he helps himself to the rice and quilla, as well as the lamb, and is surprised to find that however the normally oily root has been prepared, has left it merely tangy and mild and a complement to the slight bitterness of the dark grass-rice.

Scion of Cyador Modesitt, L. E. 2000

The bread is a dry rye that is not much better than the quilla.

Scion of Cyador Modesitt, L. E. 2000

The single glass of Fhynyco he allows himself makes the bread and quilla half-palatable.

Scion of Cyador Modesitt, L. E. 2000

Despite the heat and still air, Lorn finishes his dinner - a breast of fowl smothered in sawdustlike slivers of quilla.

Scion of Cyador Modesitt, L. E. 2000

After the momentary silence, Layel served himself one of the fowl halves, then some of the potatoes and a heaping helping of quilla.

Colors of Chaos Modesitt, L. E. 1999

Cerryl nodded and served himself fowl and potatoes and just a few slices of the smothered quilla.

Colors of Chaos Modesitt, L. E. 1999

Cerryl cut a small slice of the quilla and chewed, swallowing quickly after deciding that Leyladin was right - the quilla tasted even less appetizing than sawmill sawdust, more like sawdust mixed with axle grease.

Colors of Chaos Modesitt, L. E. 1999

"A man's food is meat untainted with all such delicacies, or where such delicacies add to the flavor and do not bury it," Layel mumbled through a mouthful of quilla.

Colors of Chaos Modesitt, L. E. 1999

After Leyladin served herself, Cerryl took a modest helping, as well as bread and but a small serving of quilla, a serving he hoped he could eat without merely choking it down.

Colors of Chaos Modesitt, L. E. 1999

"You still do not like the quilla," observed Gethen to his daughter.

The Chaos Balance Modesitt, L. E. 1997