Bawwwwk! I said a HINT Of Vermouth, Fred!
Henry Cabbot Henhouse the Third, better known to viewers of obscure cartoons as SUPERCHICKEN!
He starts out as the upper crusty, cravat wearing gent you see here, but when his man--er, lionservent Fred (and, yes, the picture is accurate; the "F" on Fred's sweater is always backwards) mixed up the Supersauce, and Henry drank it . . .
He turned into the imposing chicken in a weird Three Musketeers Costume you see before you.
Um, yeah -- basically he got drunk and thought he was a superhero. I get it now. It's even totally funnier now than it was when I was a kid. He thinks he has superpowers, but doesn't. It's dumb luck, hapless opponents, and the hard work of Fred that usually saved the day in about 6-minute episodes.
(I'd also like to point out that Superchicken has pretty much the greatest TV theme song ever, next to Underdog).
So, time for the recipe: JER's VERSION OF SUPERSAUCE:
PerfectMartini--er, uh, Supersauce:
++ Gin. GIN!!!! GOOD GIN!!! -- Do you think an upper-crusty chicken worth his low-sodium broth would drink anything BUT? About 2 Oz.
++ Shaker with ice. Ideal is small cubes. And it's important -- use room temperature gin -- the idea is that enough of the ice will melt to add not quite an ounce of H20 to yourmartinisupersauce.
++ Mere hint of dry vermouth. At most 1/2 ounce. Start with that; experiment with a bit less. We superchickens prefer about an 8-to-1 ratio.
Shake shake shake. Let a few beads of moisture run onto your fingers.
Pour intomartini supersauce glass (or into your martini supersauce pitcher, then into a martinisupersauce glass. Garsh.)
YUM! You're sauced -- SUPERsauced! Now go fight crime.
"Too Much Cinnamon, Fred"
Superchicken would often say stuff like above to Fred, indicating that Superchicken, in his delirium tremens, either tastes it incorrectly, or, more likely, has requested that Fred throw simple household spices into what would otherwise be a perfect drink because he thinks it will enhance his "superpowers."
Or, most likely of all, Superchicken just has a very, very dry sense of humor.
Bawk-kawk!
He starts out as the upper crusty, cravat wearing gent you see here, but when his man--er, lionservent Fred (and, yes, the picture is accurate; the "F" on Fred's sweater is always backwards) mixed up the Supersauce, and Henry drank it . . .
He turned into the imposing chicken in a weird Three Musketeers Costume you see before you.
Um, yeah -- basically he got drunk and thought he was a superhero. I get it now. It's even totally funnier now than it was when I was a kid. He thinks he has superpowers, but doesn't. It's dumb luck, hapless opponents, and the hard work of Fred that usually saved the day in about 6-minute episodes.
(I'd also like to point out that Superchicken has pretty much the greatest TV theme song ever, next to Underdog).
So, time for the recipe: JER's VERSION OF SUPERSAUCE:
Perfect
++ Gin. GIN!!!! GOOD GIN!!! -- Do you think an upper-crusty chicken worth his low-sodium broth would drink anything BUT? About 2 Oz.
++ Shaker with ice. Ideal is small cubes. And it's important -- use room temperature gin -- the idea is that enough of the ice will melt to add not quite an ounce of H20 to your
++ Mere hint of dry vermouth. At most 1/2 ounce. Start with that; experiment with a bit less. We superchickens prefer about an 8-to-1 ratio.
Shake shake shake. Let a few beads of moisture run onto your fingers.
Pour into
YUM! You're sauced -- SUPERsauced! Now go fight crime.
"Too Much Cinnamon, Fred"
Superchicken would often say stuff like above to Fred, indicating that Superchicken, in his delirium tremens, either tastes it incorrectly, or, more likely, has requested that Fred throw simple household spices into what would otherwise be a perfect drink because he thinks it will enhance his "superpowers."
Or, most likely of all, Superchicken just has a very, very dry sense of humor.
Bawk-kawk!
posted by Jeremy at 11:31 PM
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