Tuesday, March 3, 2009

Fonzie's Recipe Corner

Double, double, toil and trouble.  Fire burning, caldron at bubble.  I got filet of fenny snake in the caldron boiled and baking.  Eye of newt and toe of frog.  The wool of a bat and the tongue of your dog (sorry).  I also snipped the fork of an adder and let the snake slither lisping away.  I scalloped the sting out of a blind worm, used lizard's leg and owlet's wing (mint and henbane), for a charm of powerful trouble, like a hell-broth boil and bubble.

All say: Double, double toil and trouble, fire burn and caldron bubble.

I bought the scale of dragon, but harvested myself the tooth of a wolf.  I have witches' mummy growing right here in the garden, fishmonger by the docks butchered me my mouth and gut of the ravined salt-sea shark.  Root of hemlock digged I in the dark, pinch of my own liver, gall bladder of a goat (ergo ergot), slips of yew silvered in the moon's eclipse.  What else?  In a separate bowl: Nose of Turk (real Turk!).  Tartar's lips (cherries).  Finger of birth-strangled babe ditch-delivered by a drab.  Make the gruel thick and slab: add tiger guts and throw it all in the pot.  

All say: Double, double toil and trouble, fire burn and caldron bubble.  (Which means Double the heat and the speed at which you stir as you bring it to a boil.)  

Take the caldron off the flame.  As it cools, mix in baboon blood.  And that's it.  You can make pretty much anybody do everything.


Luis.Andrei.Cobo said...

Have you heard John William's Choral Setting of that Poem in the Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban movie?

JMH said...

no, i don't know of it. tell me more.

Luis.Andrei.Cobo said...


JMH said...

wow, i love it. thanks!