Spoiler alert! If you're about to read this and haven't finished season seven of Game of Thrones, stop here and go do that—right now.
I can't believe I'm about to admit this, but I almost forgot about Game of Thrones. Yes, the White Walker–ified dragon; Jon Snow and Daenerys Targaryen's creepy yet weirdly romantic, below-deck rendezvous; and the fact that winter is finally coming had all but mentally disappeared since the latest episode aired nearly two years ago.
That is, until January, when HBO dropped the first real teaser for the upcoming final season.
From the moment I heard the first notes of the show's iconic theme song, my obsession was reignited as if by the Lord of Light himself. So I spent the past two weekends catching myself up. (I didn't start from the beginning because 1) even I don't have time for that and 2) I never need to relive the Red Wedding ever again.)
And with just a few days to go before the season eight premiere and the impending Great War fresh in my mind, the only thing I'm thinking about now is what I'm going to eat while glued in front of the television.
Since it's already fairly obvious that I'm the type to throw a party for this type of thing, I can't just whip up Martha Stewart's one-pan pasta or coconut-lime pork tacos. Even though I don't plan on roasting game over a fire pit or gutting eels for lamprey pie, I'll be making a few dishes that at least feel reminiscent of the show's vaguely medieval/early modern time period or have a connection to certain characters. I also plan on wrapping myself in this sheepskin to, you know, really get in the mood.