Letters from White Chapel: Not a Review

The London Police search desperately for a killer...

While I received Letters from White Chapel some time back I didn’t break open the box, sit down, and play the game until quite recently. I had over the friends that had gifted me the game and sitting around the table we figured the game out. The game is set in Victorian England between August 31, to November 9, 1888 with one player acting as Jack the Ripper and the other players, up to five, playing the police investigators tasked with hunting the serial killer down.

The game is played over five “nights” each broken down into two phases. The first phase, termed “hell”, lets the person playing as Jack the Ripper place his various victims on the board with a number of decoys. Then, the other players place their investigators around the town, again with decoys. Then the victim tokens are flipped over, decoys removed, and victim pawns put on the board (the victims are termed “the wretched in the game’s documentation. I found that apt.) Now the second phase of the night is entered where “Jack” make take a victim or wait, if “Jake” waits the investigators move each victim pawn one space and then “Jack” may turn over an investigator token; if it is a decoy the token is removed if it is an investigator the appropriately colored pawn piece is place on the board. This process repeats until “Jack” decides to take a victim, up to five times on the fifth turn “Jack” must declare a victim. He declares the kill, places a scene of the crime token on the location of the murder and the hunt begins. The Jack player now must move through the streets of White Chapel avoiding the investigators and returning to his hideout (picked at the beginning of the game and written down on a tracking sheet (all of Jack’s moves are a secret to the investigators and are kept track of on a sheet that the “Jack” player maintains.))

The scene of the crime and three investigators...

The investigator players are tasked with working together to trap Jack or prevent him from getting to his hideout. Each investigator can move during their turn and either search for clues or make an arrest. Searching for clues reveals to the investigators whether any places adjacent to them have been traveled through by Jack. Making an arrest will win the game for the investigators if the adjacent place they declare the arrest in contains Jack. Jack has two limited special moves at his disposal during the hunt: he can move two spaces in a turn or jump over a block. If Jack is arrested or fails to make it back to his hideout in a specified number of moves the investigators win. If Jack makes it the night ends and the next night begins; if Jack makes it to his hideout on the fifth night that player wins.

White Chapel

Turns out this game is really easy for Jake to win! The game definitely is improved by the Jake player being risky in the flight back to their hideout. A cautious, crafty Jack player using their special moves can make it back to the hideout each night without a single investigator finding a single clue! Even once a clue or clues have been found the branching pathway system makes it difficult if not impossible to determine which direction Jack might have gone… The game definitely improves once investigators get a few clues and can start coordinating their moves in an attempt to box Jack in.  Of course, even then it still takes some luck, in one game investigators twice found themselves standing next to the killer but had searched for clues instead of making an arrest allowing Jack to escape!

I, and the friends I played with, found the game a lot of fun to play! Especially once we instituted the house rule that Jack must be daring in his flight from justice. Trying to deduce which way Jack might have gone and correlate the investigators moved accordingly is satisfying, even more so when your hunch is right and you find yourself closing in on the killer, or the location of his hideout! It doesn’t hurt that the game can be played in under two hours either!

How My Garden Grows: Summer 2011

To be honest it's kind of out of control

Despite the unusually moderate weather summer is in full swing and as you can see from the picture above so is the garden! The wall of greenery you see in the background are my cucumbers scaling the 6 foot yard fence. Everything is beginning to produce with the zucchinis and tomatoes being harvested daily. D and I are looking into canning and pickling recipes to handle all of them.

A zucchini blossom
Eggplant blossoms

Eggplants are the only thing we haven’t harvested yet. The poor plants have had to fight with giant tomato plants on one side and aggressive beans on the other and haven’t done as well as I’d hoped.

Eggplants are starting to show up, though

Despite how aggressively the beans are growing they aren’t producing very meany beans though. Only a handful every other day or so. Not enough to do anything with but throw in salads or eat as a snack.

These blooms better be beans soon
Cucumbers and beans climbing up the trellis
A tiny cucumber and blossom
Fried green tomatoes, anyone?
This was the complete haul for last Saturday

The harvest for last Saturday was 11 tomatoes, seven bean pods, two zucchinis, and a cucumber. The cucumber, tomatoes, and zucchinis we all be going into a bread salad that I’ll be enjoying tonight!

Parents stopped by. Dropped off one of my old hobbies/talents…

The last time I touched any of this stuff was more than a decade ago...

My parents came through Fourth of July weekend on the way up to Wyoming for their summer vacation. They brought up with them the last of my belongings that were at my childhood home. It was mostly art supplies. I don’t consider myself that creative and I certainly don’t think I have much talent. But, in my family I was always the creative one, the one with the wild ideas and the ability to convey those ideas through word or image. I took art classes through middle and high school and might have taken a quarter of figure drawing at one point in community college. Since then? I haven’t done any sort of creative work outside of the occasional writing and photography.

pencils, inks, erasers, etc...

Sadly, the one thing that my parents forgot was my old portfolio that has all the work I did in high school/college in it. That is still sitting in a closet somewhere in the desert. At least it isn’t outside where the extreme weathers would surely ruin the paper, chalks, oils, etc…

Black and white crayons, brushes, calligraphy pen, ink...

I don’t why I didn’t pursue art further. I had time in college to take classes. I must have thought that it wasn’t worth the time to practice at something I never considered myself very good at and so couldn’t do anything with later on in life. Yes, I realize how stupid that sounds coming from someone who got their BA in Classical Civilizations. I think another reason might be that I never had any interest in pursuing the craft through digital means… I like getting my hands dirty and feeling the paper beneath my fingers; and my parents didn’t have the money or processing power (this was the mid/late 90s) to get a drawing tablet or the software then in use. So, I sunk my time into other things: poetry and photography. I miss it sometimes. Now that I have all this stuff just sitting around maybe I’ll pick it up again… Who knows?

More pencils and graphites. Those might be water colors on the right?
This is a surprising amount of spray paints and sealers...

If you would like to see some of my old creative work and new stuff as well you can check out my other blog: Fictive Funk. I’ll be posting up old sketches all this week and next!

My First Pickling

I'm going to call them gourmet pickled cucumbers

I don’t know what it is about hot weather that makes me think about pickles. Maybe it’s all the barbequing or the desire for food that doesn’t have to be cooked over the food or the need for a chilled snack? Maybe all of these. Whatever it is when the temperature starts climbing into the high 80s, low 90s my mind turns to pickles. The local food co-op sells these locally made New York deli pickles that are wonderful and I’ve been hitting them all summer to satisfy my craving… Until a few weeks back when I decided that I should make my own pickles. The internet is full of recipes, easy ones, an pickling by itself is not difficult at all. Also, pickling cucumbers had just started showing up on grocery shelves. I mentioned this to D and last weekend she came back from the store with two pounds of pickling cucumbers and a bag full of spices. She even found a recipe that looked promising…

So, I made some pickles!

First, you need to find some pickles these are kirbys
half or quarter them...
Cram them vertically into a sanitized jar of some sort
Add your spice/pickling mix
Get your brine boiling
Pour the boiling brine into the jar with the cucumbers

Seal the jar, let it cool until it’s room temperature and then throw into the fridge for 24 hours.

This is the part where you eat them!
It's generally at this point I wish I had a better camera and some photography skills...

Thanks to Punk Domestics for providing the recipe it worked perfectly! I did change it by omitting the garlic, onions, and dill (in the future I’ll put those back in.) Though, in the future I think I will use white vinegar instead of apple cider which is a little too strong for my tastes…

 

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