Fire Fly Feast Magnolia

Six zebras pull a gold encrusted carriage with blacked out windows though the parting crowd. When it finally stops swaying a chubby man in a purple cassock clutching an ornate bowl emerges, he is the high priest and the Fire Fly King's top food taster.

He waddles over to the podium, idly stabbing something in his bowl as the crowd kneels all around. Suddenly he catches one and stuffs it in his mouth, you hear a crunch like fresh carrot and then another jumps from his bowl, it lands on your arm and jumps off again to freedom!

It was a locust!

And the priest chews away obviously enjoying his little hopping treat. Everyone else is kneeling, so perhaps it would be best if you kneeled too?

(All kneel)

Then the high priest speaks, mouth open and chock full of mashed up locust, chomping away like a washing machine and begins to speak.

'I am the high priest, and it is my ordained task to preside over my lord, The Fire Fly King's dinners.'

'It is decreed' he says 'that The King must never, ever' and he waits a second before continuing, 'EVER eat the same meal twice, if he were to do so, then a terrible calamity would befall him.'

He pauses for a moment scanning the crowd, his tiny dark eyes deep set in a pudgy white face, looking like bright beads pushed into wet clay.

'YOU have been chosen as the King's sacred tasters' and he points at you with his chubby fingers.
'YOU have been trusted with the King's life.'
'YOU will choose a single meal which the Fire Fly King has NEVER tasted before.'

At each point he stabs at his bowl making the point that if you choose badly then you will be skewered just like one of his locusts!

'Chosen tasters' he says, 'all rise'

(Everyone stand up)

A ceremonial knife longer than your arm and encrusted with jewels from hilt to tip is placed in priest's hand.

With a lazy motion he raises it high and then brings it down onto a taught ribbon, this is the signal. Simultaneously a flag is raised, a bronze bell swung and an hour glass is turned with its sands beginning to pour from one chamber to the other, counting down the hour.

It is the signal you have been waiting for, so you pick up your notes and head over to the chefs and their kitchens throughout the arena. Your team must choose a dish of food which the King has never eaten before and then wonder just how on earth are you going to do that!

Now take your marking sheet and head out to the field kitchens to find something exotic as if your life depended upon it!

As you aprouch the stall slow you see the snake tail as long as a class room you can see the snake biting bonanza been made with 10 bottles of blood .You don't know why you can see the skin burning in the sump blood sounds discussing.Its been put in the kettle with some carrot.the kettle disappears in the mist.the food on a plate give it to you and you ate the cook left it wasn't bad it was hot chewy crunchy blood was smooth it was the best you when agen it was disgusting then got tasty you backed it yourself it was perfect he pot a snake in your pocket "yummy"

As you approach the stalI you saw spiders crocking evry were was sparkling magits and spider Chrisps a lovely transeler and spider egg soars .cum know to have some.and free delivery!!lovely food spider and magit crisps with scrumy tranlinicher and spider egg dresising.and if you doun't like the dressing get slug cuoslor.its so lovely so lovely.

As you aproch the mothful it has bubuls riseing up it is so yummy and you can feel it in your tummy. YUM!!! It has lumps in it and it is green pepole say it looks like gwakamoley BUT IT IS NOT !!! It is very bubly ... and yummy and good. They dont do it on a stall they sell it in a shop . It can give you a deep memory.

As you approach the stall..... you could see that it has red and white ribbons it has shiny golden pillars.You can see the chef friying the kabab's.Then you can see blood dripping out of the kabab.you could see in the back of the stall you can see a blender and blood and workers chucking animals into a big blender.Next you can ask for a big bottle of sheep smoothie.Secretly you can see the chef putting kingkobra's into the kabab then everyone came to the stall.Then people who are even in Australia.

As you approach the stall you see a big banner, it says Puffin Pie and below is a long list of facts. This is what the fact sheet says.

You have found a rare puffin pie thay only appear onse evry year and a hint ov advise never eat them raw it can course miner tummy Akes and miner headaches and even death if eaton raw you must eat it cooked Andover hint it tasts like a apple with a hint of puffin meat and lots of candy it appears at a school on 20 5th on Friday and near a bank holiday also it is so big it can feed 100000000

people but it only if it's raining and that's so reel we'll it might stop raining but when it grows it does not disappears untll the next day and that's not until night how the shef makesit he gets a pore puffin from the air and turners it inside out and puts it in a pie Mold and mikes it with candy aples and pie mixture and puts it in a big cooker and then when it's done you pay 11£ and it tast like well after you pick the legs out the apples give a sweet kick and at the bottom of the pie a juice is there to sip it's the candy what melted soon you have done you set a quest to the next stoll.the end wait before the wall ends and the sound died down there was a Singh it shon like gold it said in joy your day

As you approach the stall there are banners saying "come come come to our trailer/stall."It has balloons and you have to buy your food and then you can use darts to pop the balloons .When the food comes down you have too unattach the food from the balloons and then you get your food .The stall was like a tent with some wheels it's also called a trailer .

The chef made the food

You have found the best stall in the world as you aproch the stall ther ar over 100 people come because the glittering baners all the food gets seeded in a flying bus sends all the food goes to yore door steps they put ther arms deep not the cobra and sliced it into bits.
She covers it in pastry.

It tasted like a strawberry milkshake mixed with a banana milkshake yummy yummy!

Back at the podium the flag is lowered as the last grain of sand falls through the hour glass timer. The high priest is reclining on plump purple cushions looking fat and bored.

There is one long table set out in a line in front of him and you place your offering on it. As you do this three servants wheel over a small crane which they swing over the priest and begin to clip into his reclining cushions. At a simple nod they hoist him up until his feet begin to dangle then carry him over to the offerings, yours is last in line.

The first one reads 'Sticky Ant Pant Pudding' and a servant then puts a fork into the gooey cake and feeds the priest just like a baby, but the priest doesn't chew for long, he spits it out into a waiting copper dish.

'8th August, St Pucid the unfortunates celebratory dinner, second sitting' he says followed by the word 'execute.'

Is that the date the King gets to eat this you think? But no, the guards drag that team of sacred tasters away in a very rough fashion indeed!

Next up is 'Woodlouse Falafel' and again the same thing happens.

A fork of the food is lifted into the priests mouth, he tastes it for just a second then spits it out before saying 'the King ate this on the 6th September, St Leonids celebrations, fourth sitting.'

Then he says once again 'execute.'

Guards approach the quivering group as they begin to plead for their lives!

'Next' and the crane swings the high priest down the table, dish after dish is tasted, and after each a date and celebration reeled off when the King ate this before, followed by the terrible word 'execute!'

Next up is 'Wire Worm Waffles' it's the last one before yours and is a beautiful plate of mini waffles, drizzled with a glistening fiery sauce which is steaming nicely and looking rather appealing. The worms themselves are quite easy to see and the priest readies himself for more disappointment.

He sips a glass of water to clear his pallet as a fork of waffle is placed in his mouth. The crowd hold their breath, three chews is all it gets before he spits it out, and pronounces.

'19th July, St Alfred's feast, the King ate this as a canapé. . . . execute!'

The pudgy priest is then craned along the table to your offering, he peers at it but his clay features are really hard to read.

A fork is lifted and the priest is fed baby style once again.

He takes a bite, you just don't know what to do, if it's bad then you'll be executed just like all the others!

He begins to chew, the crowd is silent. . . . he then chews some more . . . then some more, and rather than spitting it out, he swallows, does that mean he likes it!?

'13th February, The Fire Fly Kings birthday celebrations.'

Oh no has the King has already eaten this meal?

But the priest continues, 'this will be a fitting dish for that date.'

Thank goodness what a relief, it would appear you have chosen wisely.

'Now that concludes this session, I suggest we reconvene at 2.30 for the second selection.'

Rather pleased you've escaped execution, you ask the person next to you what he means by second sitting. 'Oh later today you've got to go back out tasting again and find a new dish for the King.'

Oh no not again, you think to yourself, this is impossible, but there is no escape!