Chicken Little
with "Honey, You're Plum Mad, There's Still Thyme!" Sauce
- January 20, 2013 Japan, Tokyo Region, Fireball lights up sky
- February 15, 2013 Russia, Chelyabinsk Region, Daytime Meteor explodes; over 1,200 people injured
- February 16, 2013 United States, California Bay Area (San Francisco to below San Jose) 7:45 PM Local time, Large green fireball streaked across the sky
- February 27, 2013 United States, Texas and Louisiana, 2:20pm, local time Fragmenting fireball seen streaking through sky, initially reported as reentry of Chinese rocket but trajectory seems to be off
- March 3, 2013 Tasmania, Hobart Suburb Fireball falls from sky, starts a small fire, quickly put out
- March 14, 2013 England, Castleford, around 9:30 PM, local time... meteor streaks through sky, breaking apart
- March 23, 2013, United States, East Coast A fireball lit up the entire east coast with reports from at least 13 states, Washington D.C. and 2 Canadian provinces
"News reports and eye witnesses from across the globe over the past few months have reported on fireballs and meteors streaking across the sky. The accounts have led some to believe that the sky is actually falling. We have our Action News Journalist, Bryce Bulitzer, on scene investigating the phenomenon. Bryce?"
"Thanks, Fable.
We're here in Connecticut, at the home of chief meteorologist and sky watcher, Rocky Cornish. He's spent his entire career hypothesizing that meteor activity would be on the increase exponentially in the next few years. All indications seem he may be right but it seems he has become part of the story."
"Bruce, what have you found out?"
"Well, Fable, it seems Rocky Cornish has disappeared without a trace. We talked with some nearby neighbors and they stated they saw Rocky running down the street yelling at people to watch the sky. They said he seemed pretty frantic, Fable"
"Bruce, is this normal behavior for Rocky?"
"Well, Fable, the neighbors added, the only time they had seen him this agitated was after hearing about a zombie apocalypse. He apparently went on a search for some old abandoned bomb shelters but his friends caught him and talked him out of it.."
***Breaking News***Breaking News***Breaking News***Breaking News***Breaking News***
"Bruce, we'll have to come back to you. "
"We have some breaking news to tell you about. We have been hearing reports of smoke rising from a cave located a mile out of town. The cave sits just outside the boundary of a military installation and has been off limits to civilians for years. We have Investigative Journalist, Tyro Harbinger, on the scene now.
Tyro, What can you tell us?"
"Fable, We're here in northeastern Connecticut in a pretty rural area. We're about as close as we can get to an area the military has just cordoned off. We have Agent Fox Smith here on the scene. Agent Smith, can you tell us what is happening?"
"I'm going to be as forthcoming as I can be, Mr Harbinger. I am here doing this interview despite my colleagues reservations because we may need your help. We have heard that you have access to billions of people through your camera. We would like you to convey a message for us. The fireballs you are seeing in the sky have no bearing whatsoever on your lives. Ignore them. Rocky Cornish does not exist. You have never heard of him. Now go on with your miserable, meaningless lives. We stand here, watching and waiting, waiting to wipe the slate clean and start again. That's all for now. Goodbye, Mr. Harbinger."
"Ok, well....That was agent Fox Smith. Apparently he was called away. In the meantime, we have found an actual eyewitness to the event. Her name is Mary Alice Foster. Mary, Can you tell us what you saw?"
"Tyro, there nothing is I can tell you that you don't already see yourself."
"Ms. Foster, I know that you have witnessed something streaking through the sky. There were reports that two identical streaks appeared just moments apart. Shortly thereafter a once abandoned cave started smoking. Do you have any comments on that?"
"These things happen all of time. There are glitches in The World and the Sky that most times go unnoticed. Sorry, kid, I can't help you out right now. You may be looking for someone else for your information. I am not The One. Now, I have some cookies baking I need to get to."
"Ms Foster, We have reports that Rocky Cornish, our missing meteorologist, was seen in the area. Do you have any information regarding him?"
"Yes, he is trapped in a place between this world and the next. All I can do is tell you that your meteorologist needs your help. He needs all of your friends help. He was last seen running into the cave screaming The sky is falling. "
"So, is the sky actually falling, Ms Foster?"
"Do not try to define The Sky...The sky does not exist. There is only you. Tyro, see yourself as the one who is falling."
"Ms Foster, you are not making any sense."
"Tyro, I am trying to free your mind. I can only show you the door. You're the one who has to walk through it."
"OK, Ms Foster, are you in any way implying that this is the end of the world as we know it?"
"Everything has a beginning and an end, Tyro. If you think today will be the day, I have one thing to say...
Honey, your plum mad, there's still thyme.
Use this as you need to help your friend, Chicken Little, or Rocky, as you call him. Baste him with this sauce and he should turn out just fine. "
"Are you sure we can trust you on this?"
"It is a pickle. No doubt about it. The bad news is there's no way for you to really know whether I'm here to help you or not, so it's really up to you. You just have to make up your own damned mind to either accept what I have told you as being the right recipe or go on with your life not knowing.
You have the sight, Tyro. You are looking at the world of Thyme. It goes very well with plums and honey...
You've already made your choice. Now go home and make this recipe."
"Well Fable, I think we have found out all we are going to about this incident at the moment. Apparently, reality is a thing of that past. This has been Tyro Harbinger reporting; back to you at the newsroom."
"Thanks, Tyro. This is Fable Gourmandize. We now return you to your regularly scheduled programming."
Caelum videre iussit, et erectos ad sidera tollere vultus - Ovid
The Recipe
2 Cornish game hens
2 Plums, chopped
1/4 Cup Honey
2-3 Sprigs of Thyme
2 Bay Leaves
1/2 tsp White Pepper
Pinch of Red Pepper Flakes
Pinch of Salt
Preheat oven to 350 degrees.
In a medium saucepan over medium heat, cook the plums and honey, stirring occasionally.
Add thyme, pepper, red pepper flakes, bay leaf and salt.
Let cook for a few minutes and adjust seasonings, if need be.
Cook on low until thickened.
Meanwhile...season your hens with salt and pepper
Bake for about 30 minutes.
Then add glaze. Bake for another 15 minutes and add more glaze.
The total baking time is 1 hour.
At the very end of cooking, turn broiler on for just a second to crisp up your poultry.
Do not go anywhere or leave the room...this only takes a fraction of thyme. :)
Creamy Orzo
2 Tbsp Butter
1 Onion, chopped
2 Cloves Garlic, minced
1 lb Orzo
32oz Low Sodium Chicken Broth
1/3 Cup White Wine
About 1 Cup Frozen Peas, thawed
1 Cup Parmesan, grated
Saute the onion in a large saucepan over medium heat until soft.
Add the garlic and cook for another minute.
Add orzo and "toast" for a few minutes.
Add wine. Let reduce.
Add chicken broth and let simmer until orzo has softened and most of the liquid is absorbed, about 10-15 minutes.
Add peas.
Add parmesan. Stir. Adjust tastes with salt and pepper.
Your orzo is complete.
Asparagus
Wash and trim the stems from asparagus stalks.
Steam for about 5 minutes.
Sprinkle with sea salt.
Lightly brush with plum glaze.
The finished product....
A small girl and Alice sit on a park bench watching the sun rise...
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