"And we're back, with the tenth annual Iron Chef competition. I see they're placing the ingredients on the trays in preparation for our main cook-off event..."
"That's right Bob, and some odd ingredients we have there, too. Basically just a bunch of random vegetable matter really. And what's the subject of today's competition?"
"Desserts."
"That's right, desserts. It'll be interesting to see what our master chefs can make of this."
"Well, Frank, I know that at least one of our contestants has a reputation for coming up with just the right combination of ingredients to make a gourmet meal every time. It seems as though he might just be the luckiest person in the world."
"And speak of the devil, here he comes now. Jean LeBeau is known as one of the greatest chefs in the world... Mr. LeBeau! Good morning! How are you feeling about the competition today? I know they just now gave you the list of ingredients you'll be given, and you have only about 15 minutes to prepare..."
"Well, with what I see here, I think I can come up with some pretty special desserts. I can do a lot with this."
"Yes, I see there are some rare and odd ingredients there. That special pumpkin from the far east, with the brick-red coloration; the deep-fat fryer; and of course lots of sugar. You have plans for all that?"
"Absolutely. And I have a message for my opponents." [Turns to camera, and waggles his finger menacingly,] "Prepare to face... The Dark Gourd of Fritter Pies!"
Okay, so that was a long way to go... --- Shawn
A funny shaggy dog story from Shawn.