NEW Episode of Ice Queen Sings!
Fresh and I bought elk medallions at an organic butcher. I wanted to make it last night, but Fresh wanted to wait. “Okay,” I thought, “On Friday, we’ll have elk.”

And then I began to sing. (If you don’t know the tune – shame!)

Friday, We’ll Have Elk

I don't care if Monday's goose
Tuesday - boar and Wednesday moose
Thursday we’ll have caribou
But Friday, we’ll have elk

Monday you can eat a ham
Tuesday, Wednesday – rack of lamb
Thursday all that’s left is spam
But Friday we’ll have elk

Saturday -- steak
And Sunday maybe a clambake
But Friday, never hesitate...

I don't care if Monday’s veal
Tuesday, Wednesday – pickled eel
Thursday, jello - well-congealed
But Friday, we’ll have elk

Monday, you can have some bread
Tuesday, Wednesday – garlic spread
Or Thursday – in an oyster bed
But Friday we’ll have elk

Saturday -- steak
And Sunday maybe a clambake
But Friday, never hesitate...

Making sweet potato fries
It's a wonderful surprise
To see my cakes and my souffle rise
Or making caramel
And just smiling at the smell
And to taste as I baste
Spinning round and round
Always take a big bite
It's such a gorgeous sight
To see you eat in the middle of the night
You can never get enough
Enough of this stuff
‘cause Friday, we’ll have elk.

I don't care if Monday's goose
Tuesday - boar and Wednesday moose
Thursday we’ll have caribou
But Friday, we’ll have elk

Monday you can eat a ham
Tuesday, Wednesday – rack of lamb
Thursday all that’s left is spam
But Friday we’ll have elk