This is a favorite meal of all creatures in the mythical Rovanya, a place which encompasses the civilized world in a fantasy novel that I’m writing. The name is derived, through a comedy of errors on my part, from three Russian words, (mosol, sopliv, and pryan), which I combined to generate a sort of goofy anagram, ergo: Molsoprian. The problem arises that these three words mean respectively, “pig’s feet”, “gooey”, and “spicy”. Americans, as a culinary appreciation alliance, would not likely venerate spicy, gooey pig’s feet. But I liked my anagram so much that I kept the name and changed the actual recipe to a pasta-seafood dish. I have a Russian pal who says that Molsoprian sounds like something a 1920s Communist worker would have consumed in a diner. As for Rovanya, the various inhabitants have access to both seafood and to spelt, (for the pasta), and mushrooms account for sixty percent of their meals anyway. So if it suits elves, rock trolls, ogres, goblins, sorcerers, men of old, the Chern, the Mannagishii, and many others, then it’s good enough for me. But if you wish to substitute pig’s feet for the prawns then be my guest. I suspect that the Rovanyan ogres would prefer it.