Step one, let the kettle sing. My first cup of the day must be extra hot.

Step two add a handful of those magic beans.

Step three requires dexterity and cunning, both I lack now. These days I mail order my slime, snails and puppy dog tails. Every warlock worth his salt must be reminded of his boyhood roots. Glenda the goblin dries her slime and then blends each flattened sheet to powder. Snails and tails don't blend. Instead, they float sorrowfully to the top of the brew as garnish.

Finally, for calcium, the milk teeth of a fairy's child.

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