I am a simple hut in the forest. I was useful to no one for a long time, except for the occasional band of robbers, or wanderers who happened by. Then one day, I was repaired. I was given a new door and a new window. I was cleaned from cellar to rafters. The hearth and the chimney were swept and a pot was hung over the fire. Two long tables were made, along with benches. A little straw bed was placed in a back room, and the room was secured by a lock.
It dawned on me that I would be a place for travelers to come and be refreshed. I must say, though, I was puzzled by the sign that the carpenter nailed over the door: “Today Given, Tomorrow Sold.”
What cook could possibly afford to give food away for free? It must be a young cook, undergoing a test. When would tomorrow come for that young cook?
The Forest Hut Where Food is Free in The Skillful Huntsman, Grimms