2. Drabble by EdorasLass
Boromir gave him a slightly startled look. "Yes, it is," he confirmed, glancing at the sleeping forms round the campfire to make certain they were not disturbing the others. "Best meat pies in the City, in my opinion."
Aragorn exhaled a long stream of smoke. "I remember them well," he nodded, "just the right mix of spices, and pastry so light --"
" -- 'I can scarce keep 'em from floatin' out t' oven' ," Boromir finished the tavern keeper's oft-trumpeted boast with a grin.
He studied Aragorn a moment, clearly curious. "I did not know you knew Minas Tirith so well," he said at length.
Aragorn's answering smile was both nostalgic and cryptic.