God bless us, every hen
It's my favorite part of the story, "A Christmas Carol." Scrooge throws open the windows on that bright winter morning and shouts, "Boy! Are you there boy?"
"Yes, you. What day is this?"
"Lov, Gov'nor, It's Christmas Day!"
"Tell me, is that big Christmas goose still hanging in the butcher's window?"
"No, the goose is gone. But Costco is offering six game hens for about $16."
"Then fetch them for me, and there is tuppence for you if you deliver the hens to Bob Cratchit’s house at once."
Under this version, Tiny Tim will have a game hen of his own. Up until now, I suspect he was lucky to score a knuckle from a turkey drumstick.
How do I know? I am Tiny Tim.
It might have been in the first grade, before my theatrical skills had fully developed. On top of that, I fit the role based on the limits dictated by my size, weight and singing voice.
I don't believe I was granted a full and unbiased audition. But I was flawless in the recitation of my lines. Or "line," which consisted of the soaring proclamation:
"God bless us, every one."
I'll bet you are already choked up even though you are viewing my performance second-hand.
I probably would not have been as convincing in the role of Scrooge or Marley's Ghost.
I imagine that “A Christmas Carol” has been performed in Edmonds area schools or churches this year.
My holiday treats have annually included the tremendous Cascade Symphony holiday concert, and the featured year-end performance by the Driftwood Players. This month it was “Wizard of Oz.” Would it impress you to learn that I have a speaking acquaintance with the Cowardly Lion, who is also a local resident?
I have not recently attended a performance of "A Christmas Carol." Why? Maybe because I am apprehensive that some performer with projection, conviction and passion can better utter the line:
"God bless us, every one."
A line that may sound a convincing prelude to the holiday feast, which may include:
TINY TIM'S GAME HENS
1/3 cup dijon mustard
2 minced green onions
1/4 cup fresh lime juice
2 teaspoons honey
4 tablespoons butter, melted
2 game hens
Split the hens in half and marinate in a mixture of the other ingredients for at least an hour.
Broil the hens five minutes on each side, reduce the heat to 450 and cook another 30 minutes until done.
Obviously, you can multiply the marinade ingredients to feed all the holiday guests.
I can eat one full hen myself, but for more modest appetites this may serve four with a parmesan rice mixture and salad on the side.
And God Bless Us, Every One.
Peel and chop one onion and saute in 1/4 cup butter. Pour in one cup of white rice (NO, NO! Not minute rice)
Stir-cook until mixture is golden. Pour in one cup of chicken bouillon, one cup water, 1/4 cup sherry. Bring to a boil, cover, reduce heat to low and let simmer 25 minutes.
Remove cover from pan, stir in one-half cup grated parmesan and two tablespoons butter.