Newbrassky

[Trinity]

... No one in their right mind would eat God snot!" ...

I've been acused of that a time or two 

Trinity walks out onto the porch and is shocked:  "What in tarnation!  You gonna let that thang burn till the likker's all gone?  Somebody eat it now fer pete's sake!  Why, that's alky-hall abuse!"

[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

The FFg and I do, but only with peanut butter.  Funny folks 2000 miles away would come up with such a thing.

The Frumpy Fairy Godmother gets all huffy. "I do NOT! No one in their right mind would eat God snot!"

(But *I* do! But when I was a "punk kid" I also ate ketchup sandwiches, and scabana sandwiches. A scabana sandwich is peanut butter and bananas. When I was preggers, for a while all I could eat without vomiting was liver sausage sandwiches with Miracle Whip, on white bread. But don't tell the Frumpy Fairy Godmother that, she doesn't think I exist. Bwaa haa haa, she's such a puppet.  )

Trinity just lost his fabled iron stomach!  He was doing fine through the peanut butter and bananas because he likes that too, but then the liver sausage and miracle whip part..... OOOh, it happened again!  Gotta clean up now, The Cat is sniffing around the mess!

( I know I should not laugh, especially about The Poor Cat.... but I did!  <Still snickering> AnnieLee)

[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

The Frumpy Fairy Godmother lowers her hands to peer out the window.
"I can't get close enough to cut it, it'd set all my clothing on fire! You do it, Trinity, just make sure you don't wear your new shirt when you try. Wear the old stuff." She lowers her voice to barely above a mumble, "That stuff needs to be burned, anyway."

[Delmonico]

Delmonico returns to the ranch after his trip to Beat-rice, down in the Southeast part of Newbrassky.  "Durn that eternal flambe' is kinda nice, 'bout the time I hit Grand Island I could see it glowin' off in the Northwest.  Made it easy to find the ranch after dark."

"Hey why does Trinity look so green, St. Paddy's day is over already."

[Delmonico]

Delmonico was up late so he slept in late this mornin' and let everyone else worry about their own breakfast.   Decidin' it was to late for breakfast he makes a nice noon meal for his own self seeing's how everyone else has dissapeared for the day.

Gettin' out his meat grinder he goes to the ice box and gets some round steak that he grinds.  Mixing this with some canned tamater and a few secret herds and spices (what ever sounded good at the moment) he adds some crushed cracker crumbs and some chopped onions.  This is put into two bread pans (cast irun )  and baked in a medum oven till well browned. 

When done he serves himself up a large plate of meat loaf and pours that new-fangled product Heinz Tomato Ketchup on it and enjoys.  Putting the leftovers in the icebox for samwhiches latter, he gets a cup of coffee and heads out to the porch in the nice 60 degree weather and sits on the porch swing. (Did I ever mention we have a porch swing?   Nope, well I never wanted to sit in it till now. )

As he sits there enjoying his coffee he starts to hear a noise, phhhooooommpf...............................
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...............................................................................................................................phoompf
...................................................phooooooooommmmmmmmpppffffffff....................................
.............phooommmpf...................................................................................phhhooommmppf

and with one mighty ppphhhoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooommmmpf noise,the not so eternal flambe's flame goes out................................................flickers back to life for a minute or so and.....................phhhhhooooooooooooppppf, goes out and does not ignite back into flame.  Just a little bit of smoke trailing skyward it the still afernoon.

But even in the dyin' afternoon sun light, Delmonico can see it is not really done burning, the active flame has died, the alcohol and suet have finnally burned off, but the thing is still glowing with a intense orange internal fire. 

Suddenly Delmonico realizes what has happened, he made the suet puddin' using sourdough bread and he remembers one cold night in November  a couple of years ago when he and Gopher Grease put two stale sourdough biscuits in the fire to see if they would burn.  When the lard burned off, they glowed with a very intense heat for hours.  This thing out in the door yard was many times bigger than a couple of biscuits and it had been fueled with beef suet and alcohol, not mere pig lard.

What will happen to this thing, Delmonico has already noticed that it is glowing brighter than it was, and the irun trivet it is setting on has started to glow with a dull red, a red that can only get brighter as the afternoon wears into evening. 

And where is that durned fireman that parked his rig in the potted meat product shed, he has not been seen for days, and the thing, because it can now only be called a thing is glowing brighter all the time, building up in intesity.  The irun trivet has taken on a brighter hue of color, no longer a dull red, but more the color of a sunset on a dusty spring day. 

Lookin' over before he clicks the mouse, Delmonico decides that this is a fine post.    Finishing his coffee he tosses the dregs into the lilac bush by the porch. (Yes we have a lilac bush)  He picks up the Creative Writing book left over from the class he took several years ago and decides to get another cup of coffee as he clicks the post button.

[Trinity]

Trinity steps out on the porch.  Seeing the state of the flambé he is saddened and removes his hat as he stares a in a silent respect with Delmonico.

[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

The Frumpy Fairy Godmother wanders into the kitchen to discover the loaves of meat in the icebox. With a delighted smile, she quickly makes a pair of sandwiches from some of the meat, wrapping them in a towel to take them out on the porch. Once there, she gives Trinity a shoulder nudge of a hug and joins Delmonico on the swing.

Unwrapping her sandwiches, she has a quiet dinner, offering halves to Delmonico and Trinity. "Think it will blow up?"

[gophergrease]

GG, returns with more things from a time yrt to come. He set 5 of the boxes in frount of Trinity, the last to DEL.

Trinity yours are for the stills, one for each.
Del, use your for the good of all.

[gophergrease]

Miss FFg, I will have a gift for you in a day or so. You have not been forgoten.

[Trinity]

"Wait Fellers, Please don' put it out yet" Trinity says as he wipes a tear from his eye.  "Ahm enjoyin' it."

[Trinity]

GG, returns with more things from a time yrt to come. He set 5 of the boxes in frount of Trinity, the last to DEL.

Trinity yours are for the stills, one for each.
Del, use your for the good of all.

"Thankee so much fer the giffs, Gophergrease!  What's inside?  If it's fer the stills, Ah don' wanna open them up here fer fear that Delmonico will try ta hide it or con-taminate it!"

[Delmonico]

As they sit and eat meat loaf samwhiches and watch the Suet Puddin' Flambe' in the now total darkness, Delmonico wonders if he should use the strange contrapion GG brought from the future on it.  The instructions clearly say: "pull pin aim at the base of the fire and squeeze handle."  But something keeps him from doin' it. 

The triviet is starting to glow in a almost orange glow from the heat of this stange ball.  What is really weird is on the side of the trivet, the Dreamcatcher impossed over the Anvil that is stamped on it starts to glow blue.  This is an eiirry thing, this blue anvil/dream catcher glowing against the orange background.

[Trinity]

"Delmonico, just how long have you had that there trivet?  It's starting to spook me!   Where's that there cannon Gophergrease brought Slim?  I wanna have it to hand just in case!"

[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

The Frumpy Fairy Godmother leans up to smooch Gopher Grease on the cheek with a smile, then looks back to trivet. "It looks pretty to me. Think we can get it to stay that way when it cools?"

[Delmonico]

As the sun rises, Delmonico says not a word, but gets a bucket of coal oil and sets it on the ground.   He pushes the Flambe' off with a stick and grabs a set of tongs and drops the trivet in the bucket of coal oil.  It bursts into flames and Delmonico goes back to the porch.

"It's Gopher Grease's trivet, he designed it and Black Iron Bill made it.  That Dream Catcher over the Anvil is Bill's mark.  He puts it on everything he makes, my spatula has that mark."

[Delmonico]

In the evening Delmonico is sittin' n the porch, eatin' the last of the meatloaf on a samwhich.  The fire in the bucket is out and the trivet stands there, dark and cold.  Delmonico decides to see if Hand Tub is watching dirty movies out in the Firehouse.  Enterin' the Potted Meat Product shed, he see's that the hand pump is not there, but a note is.  The note says, "Got Called on a Mutual Aid call to Cheeecagooo in the night, be back as soon as possible."

"Well that explains that."  Delmonico walks over, picks up the trivet and thumps it with his finger.  RRRRRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG.........it reververates. 

Delmonico smiles and says, "A perfect temper."

The Eternal Flambe' is about half visible as it dissapears into a pool of molten glass.

[Delmonico]

As Delmonico sits by himself drinking coffee on the porch swing the eternal Flambe is almost covered in a pool of molten glass.  Duke gets up off the porch and walks over, lifts his leg and with a hiss of foul smelling steam, the Flambe' goes out.   

Delmonico is upwind from the foul smelling steam, so he finishes his coffee, goes in and washes out the pot and cup and goes to bed.

[Trinity]

Later, Trinity stumbles out into the yard from the wild, staggers past the stinking steam pool and tries three times to climb up on the porch before he succeeds.  He turns to look at the steam rising from the former Flambé and thinks to him self: "Ah better not get cremated when Ah die."

[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

The Frumpy Fairy Godmther is up early. Dressed in her flannel robe over her nightgown, and with fuzzy slippers on her feet, she steps carefully over the sleeping Trinity on the porch. She makes her way to the molten glass and ponders over it a moment, then goes back inside for some small tools and string.

When the rest of the folks wake up, they find a new, esoteric glass wind chime hanging from the rafters of the porch.

[Delmonico]

Delmonico comes out to the swing to have a cup of coffee and as he sits he takes a sniff.  He goes back to his office and goes in to drink his coffee.  "Durn that porch is a bit gamey today, the smell of steamed dog pee, mixed with unwashed moonshiner is just a bit to much this morning."

He also makes a mental note to put on his boots next time as he picks bits of sharp glass out of his feet.