Arctic Gant eggs
"I stepped aside to let a young girl pass, who carried two baskets of eggs, those of the migratory arctic gant. They nest in the mountaim of the Hrimgar and in steep, rocky outcroppings, called bird cliffs, found here and there jutting out of the tundra. The bird cliffs doubtless bear some geological relation to the Hrimgar chains. When such eggs are frozen they are eaten like apples." Beasts of Gor, pg. 196, by John Norman.
Bosk cheese
"The Tarn Keeper, who was called by those in the tavern Mip, bought the food, bosk steak and yellow bread, peas and Torian olives, and two golden-brown, starchy Suls, broken open and filled with melted bosk cheese." Assassin of Gor, pg. 168, by John Norman.
Bosk milk, powdered
"I brought up from the kitchen, where I had been keeping it hot, a vessel of black wine, with sugars, and cups and spoons. Too, I had brought up a small bowl of powdered bosk milk. We had finished the creams last night and, in any event, it was unlikely they would have." Guardsman of Gor, pg. 64 andn 20, by John Norman.
Butter
"We stopped by the churning shed, where Olga, sweating, had finished making a keg of butter." Marauders of Gor, pg. 102, by John Norman.
Grunt eggs
"The tables were covered with cloths of glistening white and a service of gold. Before each guest there were tiny slices of tospit and larma, small pastries, and in a tiny golden cup, with a small golden spoon, the clustered, black, tiny eggs of the white grunt. The first wine, a light white wine, was being deferentially served by Pamela and Bonnie." Fighting Slave of Gor, pg. 275-76, by John Norman.
Kaiila milk
"Kaiila milk, which is used, like verr milk, by the people of the Tahari, is reddish, and has a strong salty taste, it contains much ferrous sulfate." Tribesmen of Gor, pg. 71, by John Norman.
Vulo eggs
"Soon, I smelled the frying of vulo eggs in a large, flat pan" SLave Girl of Gor, pg. 73, by John Norman.
Verr cheese
"...brought the food, bosk steak and yellow bread, peas and Torian olives, and two golden-brown, starchy Suls, broken open and filled with melted bosk cheese." Assassin of Gor, pg. 168, by John Norman.
Verr milk
"She was further discomfited by the fact that she was discovered by Aya, Farouk's slave woman, who was training her Aya was not pleased to find the girl hair tied by the tree, the bag of churned verr milk lying to one side in the dust Aya made clear her displeasure by striking the girl several times, before she could free herself, with her customary instrument of instruction, the knotted kaiila strap." Tribesmen of Gor, pg. 90, by John Norman.
