Eye of Tot and Toe of Tad…

Two witches stand over a boiling cauldron, one stirring, the other sampling the brew from a spoon. And the stirrer says to the sipper, "I only use local children." If Shakespeare had been a locavore, he might have written this. Or not.   Eye of tot, and toe of tad, Lambkin's hair, and lip of lad, Nipper's nose, … Continue reading Eye of Tot and Toe of Tad…