Fromelette Bleu and a Fairy Tale

Good morning fellow breakfastpoppers. Today is Fairy Tale Friday, October 23, in the year of our King 2009. We have to gather together in a bit to right a wrong. We will need our strength so let us first prepare a Fromelette Bleu to give us the energy we will need to complete our mission.

Go out to the chicken coop and get 3 eggs. Go into your larder and bring out 4 strips of bacon, 2 lbs of chopped red onion, 1 1/2 tablespoons hot sauce, a dash of cayenne pepper, a dash of garlic salt, a dash of ground black pepper, 1/4 cup blue cheese dressing, 1/4 cup lowfat yogurt and 1 tablespoon butter.

In a medium skillet over med-high heat, fry the bacon until crisp. Drain bacon and crumble and now set it aside. Take a bowl from your cupboard and beat the eggs, add the onion, hot sauce, cayenne pepper, garlic salt, black pepper and mix.

In another skillet, melt butter over medium heat and add the bacon to the skillet. Pour the egg mixture into the pan and cover it. In a small saucepan, combine the bleu cheese dressing and the yogurt. Mix well over low heat.

After about 5 minutes, if the omelette is set, flip it carefully and let cook a few more minutes. Fold the omelette in half and spoon the bleu cheese mixture on top. Enjoy, my friends, we have a very ambitious and arduous morn ahead of us this day.

The first thing we must do is chop down a few trees in the forest and bring them back to our huts. We need to fashion the wood into credible looking doors. Try for some variety here. I suggest french doors, closet doors, larder doors, garage doors (Huh?) and screen doors. I think you get the idea. We will carry these doors in front of us under cover of darkness this evening and head for the castle.

The King and his band of thieving czars and Dems, have locked all of the doors to the meeting rooms to ensure that there be no transparency in the Kingdom. Of course, we all remember, when King Teleprompter promised us an open Kingdom where information flowed freely like a swift river through a forest.

Now, it should be abundantly clear to all, that the King has tricked us and made fools of us all. His Dems are closeted behind closed doors so that we, the peons, will be clueless about our fate. Here's the plan:

Let's meet at the edge of the castle at midnight. Carry the doors you fashioned in front of you. When we get to the moat, use them as boats. We will enter the castle and position ourselves against the wall in each of the secret meeting rooms. When daylight approaches., we must stand still and tall and pretend that we are part of the furniture. Once the "real" doors are locked, we will be privy to the secret plans the King and his court have in store for us. We must be very careful not to react when we hear that we will have to sell our hovels to pay for health care. We must not cry out when we hear that we will be taxed through the royal Kazoo for the candles we burn. We must not lash out in frustration when we realize that that the king plans to take away our right to free speech and assembly. We must wait patiently and steal away once again under cover of darkness.

We need time to formulate a plan to take our Kingdom back. Just whistle a happy tune to soothe you until we deal with this calamity head on. How about:

Hi ho, hi ho

The nasty King must go,

We'll make a plan

Reclaim our land,

Hi ho, hi ho!

...The End....

...POP...