Mini Pumpkin Souffles and a Fairy Tale
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Good morning fellow breakfastpoppers. Today is Fairy Tale Friday , October 9, in the year of our King 2009. We have been directed by the powers that be to report to the Thorn Garden at the Castle dressed as pumpkins. We have been told that we are attending a Halloween celebration, but something is afoot and we are suspicious. Let us prepare a delicious breakfast in keeping with the spirit of Halloween, before we head for the Garden. Today's breakfast selection is a Mini Pumpkin Souffle. You will need 2 mini pumpkins cut across the top, seeded and cleaned, 1 egg, 2 tablespoons brown sugar, 1 pinch of nutmeg, 1 cup heavy cream, 2 tablespoons powdered sugar, 1/4 teaspoon cinnamon, 1 tablespoon butter, 1/4 cup chopped pecans and 1/2 cup graham cracker crumbs. Right about now you are wondering where you will procure this last ingredient. Frankly, I haven't the vaguest idea. Just do your best.
Rub the inside of the pumpkiins with one tablespoon brown sugar mixed with a pinch of cinnamon and nutmeg. Mix together the cream, egg, powdered sugar, cinnamon, nutmeg and pour into pumpkins. Place the pumpkins on a cookie sheet and bake in your hearth at 325 degrees for 50 minutes. Remove from hearth.
Mix together the pecans, butter, and graham crackers and sprinkle on top of the souffle. Return your pumpkins to the hearth and bake for 10 minutes more. Remove from the hearth, place them in your woolen sack, don your pumpkin head and head for the castle. I'll be the one dressed as a pumpkin, but then again, we will all be dressed as pumpkins.
Hear Ye, Hear Ye, Hear Ye, we the elite of the Kingdom welcome, you, the downtrodden pathetic pumpkins. My name, as you all know, is Princess Pouty Pelosi. Standing beside me is the chief advisor to the King, IhavemyfootinmymouthBiden. We have gathered you all to make two announcements. The first is quite stunning. Lowly pumpkins, your King, the Great King Teleprompter, has been chosen by the Norwegian Noble Committee to win the Piece Prize. The award is normally granted to an individual who has put together enough "pieces of eight" to make a difference in the world. We are incredulous upon hearing the news. Apparently the King received the nomination just two weeks into his reign. Back then the King didn't have "a pot to piss in". Has the world gone mad? The King had achieved nothing at that point to warrant a nomination and now just nine months into his rule he really has done nada, except aggravate his subjects. We have no choice but to feign happiness and look appropriately ecstatic. The czars are watching and we must exert restraint and caution.
Our next announcement, little pumpkins, doesn't hold a candle to the first but, nevertheless, it is with great excitement that I introduce to you a newly confirmed czar who will probably make your pathetic lives a living hell. Let us welcome with great enthusiasm, Crass Moonglow, the Kingdoms's newly appointed regulatory czar.
A chill descends upon all of the pumpkins. Something awful is about to befall us. We can just feel it. Within seconds, all our worst fears are confirmed. Czar Moonglow tells us that he wants to change our democratic kingdom into a socialized Kingdom. He intends to take what he needs from the poor and give it to the rich. He firmly believes in the redistribution of wealth and, in time, life in the Kingdom will be harder than ever. For every 2 eggplants we grow, the King gets 1. If we grow 3 eggplants the King gets 2. It will be up to the new czar to decide how the eggplants are distributed. No longer can we bring our goods to the free marketplace and put them up for sale. Those days are over. Someone told us that our way of life was called capitalism and that it is now considered evil.
And so breakfastpoppers, the pumpkins were forlorn. Their little green stems sagged under the weight of their burdens. Their freedoms were melting away faster than Princess Pouty Pelosi's face. "Woe is us. Woe is us", they cried. "We must find a way to rid ourselves of this oppressive regime. Until then, let us return to our hovels, eat our costumes and ponder our fate".
The End.
...POP...
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That was a scary fairy tale. I think the Demorats have infiltrated the Noble committee because the king doesn't deserve squat. Someone got paid off with coin of the realm, and it is our coin of the realm. I am really tired of having my hard earned coin of the realm given away. This feudalism really stinks. So does the king. And, I don't look good in orange. INNKEEPER.........
Pop,
When I woke up this morning I thought I had been in a coma when I heard the Nobel announcment. I thought for sure I had awoken on April 1, 2010. It just had to be an April Fools joke. Oh well, Vladimir Putin must not have available.
I wonder if any other World leader has been given a Nobel peace prize for fomenting a revolution within his Kingdom.
Innkeeper, vodka straight up , and leave the bottle!!!!!!
Wow, I need to turn off the kid shows and watch the news more - I hadn't heard this one! I'm speechless.
I like the way you think!
Dear HmrJmr1,
That works for me. I already have a mushroom costume left over from one of my Fairy Tales!
Dear taxlarry,
Yes, my friend, it is our coins of the realm that foots the bill for everything. Are you sure you don't look good in orange? I caught a glimpse of you in the Thorn Garden and I thought you looked quite attractive!
Dear Tom,
No, my fellow breakfastpopper, you are indeed awake and yes the King has earned an award for reading from a teleprompter! Bartender, I'll take a bottle of red, put Tom's vodka on my tab!
Dear Lily,
Stick to the kid shows. You'll feel much better about life, of course it won't be real life, but it will work!
Good Morning and thank you. Have a great Day, Kimberly
Wow POP, that 'hope for a better future" Prize is a sure sign that everyone is Hoping the next 3 years won't be as bad as this one. I look good in orange so I'm just going to drag myself to the patch and eat dirt with my Vodka, that's still free isn't it?
Pop
The Nobel Peace Prize isn’t such a big surprise; considering they gave it to Jimmy Carter in 2002, the entire do nothing IAEA Commission in 2005 and Al Gore in 2007, they obviously have established a tradition this century to award it to the biggest Dufus or collection of Dufuses as was the case in 2005! The name should be changed to the Nobel Glittering Jewel of Colossal Ignorance Award!
I heard that 'the messiah' won the peace prize this morning as I drove out to care for a client. My reaction was minimal. Seems I'm expecting nothing bad madness from the world now.
POP: I also couldn't believe this morning's shocking news.
11 days into his term and a nomination for a Peace Prize?
I just read the newslstory, and even the nominating committee stated that Obama's words did not begin to bear fruit. Are they kidding? I'd rather they skipped the award this year, because obviously no one was on the list.
I'm thinking of a peaceful world - don't know how to do it, but I still think I would like to be nominated for next years' prize.
I think I just saw Crass Moonglow telling my oxen that they can only work 8 hours a day, and must get a 30 minute lunch break. I need to get out of my pumpkin head and straighten them out.
OH, POP, are you trying to flirt with taxlarry?
I'll see you later at the INN - save me a seat....
Good morning Kimberly,
Glad you stopped by for breakfast and a Fairy Tale. Enjoy your day and have a great week-end.
Dear jiberish,
In a world gone mad the Noble Prize for Obama makes sense. Yes, as far s I know dirt is still free, but I'm thinking, not for long. Enjoy the vodka, It appears to be the drink of the day! Have a great week-end.
Well-done Pop, another terrific Friday Fairy tale, one has to wonder what fantasy trip the Nobel prize committee was on to have even considered this nomination yet alone ratify it. Apparently the planned world apology tour blaming “evil Americans” for all the world’s ills was enough for the 5-member committee, comprised of 4 women, including one avowed socialist, to swoon.
Since invitations to nominate are sent out to “qualified” nominators in September and must be post marked not later than February 1st and it only takes one “qualified” person to nominate, it is reasonable to assume the Obama machine had this one in the works for a while. Imagine doing all that peace prize stuff in just 10 days after the January 21st inauguration. Oh wait, how long does it take for a letter to get to Norway from here?
He must have gotten it for picking out the correct drapes or a bedspread with a Norwegian pattern. What a joke and a Hoax.
Who might the qualified nominator be? Considering the nominators qualifications rules list I would guess this “honor” fell upon Former President and Peace Prize winner Jimmy Carter. And since this information is kept, by rule, under wraps for 50 years we can only guess. Way to go Jimmy, another fell swoop in your continuing fight to prove us all idiots to the rest of the world.
We can now assume this great hollow victory will now be considered a success and another stepping stone along the path of the continued campaign towards mediocrity and the one world vision of socialistic complacency.
The left’s fawning is beyond laughable.
Pop,
I forgot to mention earlier that I was looking forward to this morning's Fairy Tale. I was sure the subject would be The late Prince Teddy's kingdom of Massachusetts. I hear they are setting up camps for recalcatrant subjects who refuse the swine flu shots.
Innkeeper, please another bottle of vodka, I'm planning to stay stoned all weekend.
Dear Patriot,
You are right of course. I like the sound of the NGJCIA Award. The initials are hard to remember and the the winners are undeserving!
Dear Hxprof,
Truthfully, I was surprised initially, but then in a few minutes I realized it made sense because it was insane.
Dear Pino,
I think you would make a perfect candidate for the Nobel. Your winning would elevate the award to new and desired heights. Watch out for Moonglow, he's nothing but trouble. As far as taxlarry is concerned, I hardly know him, so know I was just chatting it up. Have a great week-end.
Dear readytoescape,
Fantastic commentary. It really should be a hub. I am disgusted by this charade, completely disgusted. You're right, the committee must have loved the groveling apologies and all the despicable hugs and bows to intolerable dictators around the world.
Dear Tom,
Real life is far more unbelievable and way scarier than any fairy tale I could ever write. Thanks for the heads up. I'll stay out of Teddy's state because I have no plans to take the shot. Order me another bottle of Chianti, I'm hoping the alcohol keeps the flu and the Dems away!
I thought about writing one, but the disgust at the amount of time in research and effort just to post this comment was more than I could stand. Had to skip breakfast, I was getting nauseous.
Dear ready,
So sorry to hear about your stomach. Try a little vodka, it seems to be helping fellow breakfastpopper, Tom!
Pop, I, the naive one, was shcoked that Obama won the prize. I guess that is the award for apologizing. Readytoescape was right that menay undeserving sould have won in the past. I don't think Reagan even won one for his effort in tearing down the Berlin Wall. I keep thinking it can't get worse, and then it does!
And this new Czar sounds like hell on earth. I hadn't heard about him before. Well, Tom, get another bottle of Vodka. If you don't mind I think I'll join you. Misery likes company sometimes.
Dear Pamela,
Just when you think it's safe to come out of the water, a shark throws you for a loop. Choosing Obama was so insane, that I just heard he himself doesn't feel he deserves it! The one good thing to come out of this is that everyone seems to want to join fellow breakfastpopper, Tom, in a shot of vodka at the bar. I'll be there too, but I want a Chianti! Have a great week-end!
POP:
I was mimicing a "beauty pageant" contestant, so next year any of the 50 can win. Regarding taxlarry, I apologize, I was just thinking about the old line about seeing you from across the room...... Apology to taxlarry, as well. I forget that these days, one can chat without other meaning.
Anyway, I have to run to the bar - it's going to be filled with all your fans today. Glad their drinking the vodka, so all the pinot grigio will be for me.
If you didn't get to listen to rush Limbaugh, it was hilarious and yet so sad.
Robert Elias Ballard
Dear Pino,
No apology necessary, you must know that. I still think you would make a great nominee. I'll meet you at the bar and order a few bottles of Pino Grigio just for you. Bring chips, I don't think they have any!
Dear Robert,
I missed it. Too bad... Enjoy the week-end. Come for breakfast on Monday.
Pop, I used to like fairy tales...But alas, perhaps the Great Pumpkin and Charlie Brown will come to save us....
Dear rsmallory,
We can only hope, but I don't hold out any hope. Where is Linus with his blanket when we need him?
Dear POP,
You are so funny and have a way of writing that just flows melodically, even if you are PO'd. Keep it up!
janel
BP I am sorry I was late for breakfast but I feel the same sadness as you about what Is becoming our beatiful Kingdom . As always nice work my friend !
Dear Janel,
Thank so much for your comment and above all welcome to my hub. Please drop by for breakfast anytime.
POP
Dear Tony,
Don't worry about being late for breakfast. I'll always keep it warm for you! Have a great week-end and please stop in on Monday.
POP
My pumpkin stem is wilted indeed - and you made me laugh this time with merely reading the title of your wonderful fairy tale - OH THAT IT WERE JUST A FAIRY TALE AND I COULD WAKE UP AND BE IN A DIFFERENT REALITY!
Brilliant - simply brilliant - you always make me laugh while I CRY about the TRUTH behind your funny words!
You are the best! Alas, this fairy tale is our reality, but we, the bedraggled pawns of the King, must never give up hope. Stop by for breakfast on Monday. Enjoy the week-end.
Forget those eggplants, you need to grow some trees, acorn trees, those squirels in Washington love acorns..
As for sharing your crops, grow what you need and screw the
rest.. If they want to eat, sell em some seeds and a shovel, ok, that may be too capitalistic...
Dear greatAmerican,
You are right on the money. Is there such a thing as being too capitalistic? We are headed in the opposite direction, and I am terrified. Please come for breakfast Monday. if you don't want to get up early,I'll keep the dish warm for you. Enjoy the rest of the week-end.
Dear cjv,
I just noticed that when I answered your comment I forget to address it to you. Please forgive me. I think I ate too much souffle! You really are the best!
Alas poor Pumpkin, I knew it well,
I had but one, the King did take, I tell!
I sit alone, no costume to don, for me,
Ah, but what a sad, Socialist society!
I love your Breakfast Pops! Tasty recipes, interesting and timely information and always funny. Thank you!
Dear Kebennett1,
First of all thanks for stopping by so many hubs and eating so many breakfasts! Your tale is so sad, but your poetry wonderful. We, the poor and downtrodden of the Kingdom will prevail!
Hmrjmr1 says:
2 months ago
Yes B Pop prepare to become a Mushroom...