Few mortals are given the gift of the Mysteries of the Ancient Order of Jellyfish. So take though the sacred chalice of the Moon-Jelly, filled with moon-jelly wine, and raise it to your lips, and drink.
Mind thou not the texture, it is supposed to be that way, and the burning sensation, likewise, is to be expected, for it has been said for the many, many years of our Order’s history, “Thou’rt drinking jellyfish, That is, verily, boneheaded.”
Life is full of mysteries, but a jellyfish chalice is not high on my list of strange things to report to Time-Life Books. Still, you’d have to be careful of who you raise this particular glass to, because, “WTF Jellyfish? What does it mean?” is always going to come up.
I’m thinking of getting an entire dining set of these, to make Thanksgiving dinner 20% weirder.
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