duck soup.
poor little quacker!
eaten up for easter dinner at eva's...left(over) for dead in a pot in my fridge....
why yes my ex-feathery friend, i will cover you with a liter white wine and simmer you for 2 hours...
and of course i will strain you and seperate you from your delicious broth, carefully choosing a few choice bits of your tender flesh to keep...with a single tear i will compost your remains, retuning gleefully to your simmering broth...a delicious whisper of your past form...your spirit...liquified.
TO YOU I WILL ADD TWO BIG CHOPPED CARROTS....TWO BIG WHITE POTATOES, CUBED!!! ONE CHOPPED COOKING ONION, A BIG CHUNK OF BUTTER....I WILL SIMMER YOU FOR AS LONG AS I CAN.
holy ducking shit....you're delicious. i believe i'll eat you with buttered toast.
for desert? a whole row of chocolate chip cookies and milk...i'm a secret fat guy.
