David Harrison channels 'Macbeth' in ghoulish recipe
"Double double, toil and trouble, children quake and Crock-Pot bubble ..."
Oh, dear children of the Ozarks — young and old — our beloved author David Harrison has a delightful, ghoulish sense of humor, and a recipe for soup "from 'MacBeth,' more or less, with apologies, as you might guess" that only a troll might eat. An excerpt:
"... Fling a maggoty bloody steak
Into the Crock-Pot, boil and bake
Eye of potato, tongue of frog,
Stinking spinach, howl of dog,
Cauliflower old since spring,
Cold forsaken chicken wing
For a charm of powerful trouble,
Like devil-broth boil and bubble.
The best part?
Harrison's YouTube performance in black garb and witch's hat.
Watch and enjoy!
"Macbeth," ala David Harrison
Here is the entire dialog ...
From "Macbeth," more or less,
With apologies, as you might guess.
— David L. Harrison
(Scene)
A dark Kitchen. In the middle, a Crock-Pot boiling. Thunder.
Enter three Witches.
Witch 1
Thrice the aged cabbage stewed.
Witch 2
Thrice and once, the children whin'd.
Witch 3
Mothers cackle, "'tis time! 'tis time!"
Witch 1
Round about the Crock-Pot go,
In the blackened mushrooms throw,
Radish slickening long alone,
Pork decaying off the bone,
Swelter'd squashes border rot,
Boil thou first i' the charmed pot!
All
Double, double toil and trouble,
Children quake, and Crock-Pot bubble.
Witch 2
Fling a maggoty bloody steak
Into the crock pot, boil and bake
Eye of potato, tongue of frog,
Stinking spinach, howl of dog,
Cauliflower old since spring,
Cold forsaken chicken wing
For a charm of powerful trouble,
Like devil-broth boil and bubble.
All
Double, double toil and trouble,
Children quake, and Crock-Pot bubble.
Witch 3
Rancid fish which time has come,
Worm of apple, mush-gone plum,
Green mold bread hard as bark,
Gooseberries plucked i' the dark,
Something brackish, something phew,
Dump them all in ghoulish stew.
Sliver'd in the moon's eclipse –
If you have them, chicken lips –
Celery six months past its prime,
Lima beans gone chartreuse slime,
Of freezer burned, throw in the lot,
Adds mystery to the pot.
Screech and cackle, watch it thicken,
He who eats it shall be stricken.
All
Double, double toil and trouble,
Children quake, and Crock-Pot bubble.
Witch 2
Fill their bowls with spoon of wood,
And now the charm is firm and good.