Tuesday Reminiscence
“Blessed family,” I started, one Christmas Day, at the dinner table, “I cannot keep my eyes open during the introductory sequence of the game I am playing at this dinner table, which is adequately above ground level.” Closely, they listened on. “It is not, perforce, because the game is mediocre, but rather because I awoke much too early this hallowed morning. I am now going to avail myself of the most comfortable bed in the house. That is my sister’s. Farewell for present.” I would return mere seconds later, catching the aroma of roast potatoes, sprouts and some variety of bean that I so often like to have in conjunction with roast potatoes.
I do not believe Minish Cap was particularly special, but it does feature intelligent dungeon design—just like the intelligent combo of potato starch and bean juice. Legends warn that the two go together like cheese on toast. Rating: [7]