Witches Brew: Cookin' Up Something Good

"Double, double toil and trouble;

Fire, burn; and, cauldron, bubble."

Good Evening!

I've stepped away from the desk tonight and have retreated to the kitchen... er, cauldron.  I'm cooking up a delicious treat for all my Beardies, but the treat takes certain ingredients and diligent planning.

"Scale of dragon; tooth of wolf;

Witches' mummy; maw and gulf

Of the ravin'd salt-sea shark;

Root of hemlock digg'd i'the dark;

Liver of blaspheming Jew;

Gall of goat; and slips of yew

Sliver'd in the moon's eclipse;

Nose of Turk, and Tartar's lips;

Finger of birth-strangled babe

Ditch-deliver'd by a drab,--

Make the gruel thick and slab:

Add thereto a tiger's chaudron,

For th'ingredients of our cauldron."

Patience, my Beardies, in time.  The fire's a burnin' and the cauldron's a bubblin'!  Check back soon to see what I've brewed!

"Cool it with a baboon's blood,

Then the charm is firm and good.

By the pricking of my thumbs, 

something wicked this way comes!"

Happily Brewing,