Thursday, February 26, 2004
Henniway you look at it, today in Hatchburg bits of snow frost the edges of the fields. The squirrels are savoring winter’s last crumbs. Juliet is back after four days of clucking around New York City. She flew with Jeff Zeig’s Ericksonian flock at the Royal York. Trance after trance she kneaded flour and eggs and the dough came together. At night she listened to the skyscrapers scratch the dark and in the morning she watched the sun crack it’s yolk over the East River.
Rosie released her new Crow If You Know menu at the Roasted Corn. She features pasta made with beet tops, polenta drizzled with truffle oil, and bitter chocolate in the shape of corn kernels. Her latest: Make your Cock Crow after dinner delight is D. Barbero torroni with toasted hazelnuts. Rusty pecked a few pieces and started crowing, “I’ve Been a Bad Boy Again.” He wore his new I Pod and selected the rendition featuring John Prine and Willie Nelson. As to whether the torroni made him crow, just ask Rusty who seems less so.
Henrietta is planning an open house to welcome Simona Messina who will arrive in Hatchburg next week. Simona is an international beauty who is the concierge at the Hotel Baileys in Rome.
Thelma, Louise, Johnny and Phil are flapping their wings over Bush’s latest crowing over a constitutional amendment banning gay marriage. Bush calls marriage the most enduring institution, but only if you are straight. They scratched him a quick note: Dear George we know about fouling a nest, but to stigmatize gay Americans is just plain foul. Is there still room in your bed for Laura? By the way George, any plans to attend a funeral of one of the soldier killed in Iraq? No rush, most every day there are one, two, three or more killed.
Rosetta reorganized the Dean Dozen to raise funds for the Democratic Party. If they threw eggs, they would hurl them in Ralph Nader’s direction. They ordered a crate of tomatoes from Mexico and they are waiting for them to rot. Henrietta plans a “Dance Little Bird” Chicken Dance with proceeds going to the Democratic candidate. Asked if she thinks Bush can get himself out of his linguistic scrambles she sighs “It’s about as likely as a rooster laying an egg.”
Francesca is writing to a Mediterranean Leghorn (Cecil Joe - CJ for short) whom she met on Hatchmatch.com. They both are Mallomar aficionados, both love Halo Pub Cashew Caramel ice cream and both are afraid to share their photos.
Rosie released her new Crow If You Know menu at the Roasted Corn. She features pasta made with beet tops, polenta drizzled with truffle oil, and bitter chocolate in the shape of corn kernels. Her latest: Make your Cock Crow after dinner delight is D. Barbero torroni with toasted hazelnuts. Rusty pecked a few pieces and started crowing, “I’ve Been a Bad Boy Again.” He wore his new I Pod and selected the rendition featuring John Prine and Willie Nelson. As to whether the torroni made him crow, just ask Rusty who seems less so.
Henrietta is planning an open house to welcome Simona Messina who will arrive in Hatchburg next week. Simona is an international beauty who is the concierge at the Hotel Baileys in Rome.
Thelma, Louise, Johnny and Phil are flapping their wings over Bush’s latest crowing over a constitutional amendment banning gay marriage. Bush calls marriage the most enduring institution, but only if you are straight. They scratched him a quick note: Dear George we know about fouling a nest, but to stigmatize gay Americans is just plain foul. Is there still room in your bed for Laura? By the way George, any plans to attend a funeral of one of the soldier killed in Iraq? No rush, most every day there are one, two, three or more killed.
Rosetta reorganized the Dean Dozen to raise funds for the Democratic Party. If they threw eggs, they would hurl them in Ralph Nader’s direction. They ordered a crate of tomatoes from Mexico and they are waiting for them to rot. Henrietta plans a “Dance Little Bird” Chicken Dance with proceeds going to the Democratic candidate. Asked if she thinks Bush can get himself out of his linguistic scrambles she sighs “It’s about as likely as a rooster laying an egg.”
Francesca is writing to a Mediterranean Leghorn (Cecil Joe - CJ for short) whom she met on Hatchmatch.com. They both are Mallomar aficionados, both love Halo Pub Cashew Caramel ice cream and both are afraid to share their photos.
Tuesday, February 10, 2004
Henniway you look at it, the Scratch presses are rolling again. Rosie, Rosetta, Thelma, Louise and Del Fabro are back from a two week tasting tour in Italy. They ate homemade Roman tortelli stuffed with pumpkin, crusty almond paste cookies filled with juicy dark cherries (perfect for pecking), extra spicy panforte studded with almonds, and double wafer cookies called Cialde di Mandorle that are filled with a peckable mixture of sweet almonds..
The chicks were on a pastry mission looking for new recipes for the Roasted Corn and The Eagle Bakery. Rosie plans an annex to the Roasted Corn. She sees it as an Italian style bar modeled after Rome’s Tasso Doro and Giolitti the famous Roman gelateria. Rosetta will test recipes with del Fabro, and then pass the recipes on to Rosie and Thelma. The Dean Dozen all agree this is a clucking good way to pass the time while they wait to see who crosses the road in the primaries. It is all in the yolk, and it now appears that the good doctor’s egg is poached.
On Sunday, Francesca hosted an open house to view Bush’s Television Interview on Meet the Press. When Bush Said: “ Sadam Hussein was dangerous with weapons. Saddam Hussein was dangerous with the ability to make weapons. He was a dangerous man in a dangerous part of the world….” Gabriella laughed so hard she fell over on one wing and had to be revived with a del Fabro cocktail. In the name of national literacy shame prevention, Juliet will travel to DC to hire tutors for Bush. Can this man be taught to speak? Joey left the party early and went home to poach a few eggs. Thinking of Bush, he washed them down with some freshly squeezed blood orange juice.
Johnny and Phil are using the “l” word. Eloise predicts a Valentine proposal.
Henrietta is working overtime filling flower orders for Valentine’s Day. Glamour Girl ordered two dozen red roses to be delivered to herself with a note “Darling GG I love you forever, signed your secret admirer.” Henrietta prides herself on being discrete but she wants to squawk about this one.
One final word on Mr. Bush’s interview on Meet the Press: he said he was ‘absolutely’ willing to have all his service records made public but he acknowledged that, so far, no one has been able to find records from the relevant period of his service. Hattie is not surprised. “His egg is cracked.” she said.
The chicks were on a pastry mission looking for new recipes for the Roasted Corn and The Eagle Bakery. Rosie plans an annex to the Roasted Corn. She sees it as an Italian style bar modeled after Rome’s Tasso Doro and Giolitti the famous Roman gelateria. Rosetta will test recipes with del Fabro, and then pass the recipes on to Rosie and Thelma. The Dean Dozen all agree this is a clucking good way to pass the time while they wait to see who crosses the road in the primaries. It is all in the yolk, and it now appears that the good doctor’s egg is poached.
On Sunday, Francesca hosted an open house to view Bush’s Television Interview on Meet the Press. When Bush Said: “ Sadam Hussein was dangerous with weapons. Saddam Hussein was dangerous with the ability to make weapons. He was a dangerous man in a dangerous part of the world….” Gabriella laughed so hard she fell over on one wing and had to be revived with a del Fabro cocktail. In the name of national literacy shame prevention, Juliet will travel to DC to hire tutors for Bush. Can this man be taught to speak? Joey left the party early and went home to poach a few eggs. Thinking of Bush, he washed them down with some freshly squeezed blood orange juice.
Johnny and Phil are using the “l” word. Eloise predicts a Valentine proposal.
Henrietta is working overtime filling flower orders for Valentine’s Day. Glamour Girl ordered two dozen red roses to be delivered to herself with a note “Darling GG I love you forever, signed your secret admirer.” Henrietta prides herself on being discrete but she wants to squawk about this one.
One final word on Mr. Bush’s interview on Meet the Press: he said he was ‘absolutely’ willing to have all his service records made public but he acknowledged that, so far, no one has been able to find records from the relevant period of his service. Hattie is not surprised. “His egg is cracked.” she said.
