Schiller had indeed been unable to make Peking Duck from scratch, because the soil here was not really suitable for building an oven. But he had made a simplified version: after cleaning the duck, he marinated it in a sauce simmered from seafood.
He slit open its belly, stuffed it with apples and lemons, then placed the whole duck inside a larger coconut shell. After sealing the shell, he buried it in scorching-hot sand to braise the duck.
Hal had wanted to recreate Beef Wellington, but without ready-made starch, he could not make puff pastry, and there were no good ingredients for mushroom duxelles either, so he made a simplified version as well.
He trimmed the crusts off some toast, brushed butter over every layer, stacked four layers together and pinched them tight, then fried them until golden. He seasoned the steak with pepper, seared it to medium, spread it with seafood sauce, then wrapped it in the bread and fried it crisp.
Seeing that the other was just as skilled as himself, the two people who never even felt hungry showed no intention of stopping their culinary display—until another figure appeared at the cave entrance.
It was actually difficult to see genuine confusion on Batman's face, but at that moment, Schiller was certain he saw a trace of confusion and bewilderment on Bruce's face.
It was hard to tell whether the two people lying down were alive or dead, but the appearance and aroma of the food could not lie. Bruce had flown for several hours before finally reaching the crash site, and he was a little hungry by then. Once he opened the door sealing the cave and stepped inside, he became even hungrier.
These recipes had mostly been adapted with original elements suited to the environment, but