One morning she had me traipsing out at the crack of dawn for prickly poppy, toadflax, spiderwort, and skeleton weed. If that doesn't sound like the makings of a witch's brew, then I'm the queen of England.

...This right here is a nightmare.” I motioned around the room. “And you've all just made it that much more shitacular. ...

For quotations using this term, see Citations:Black Forest gâteau.

But we also threw in the third question to help people lean into their own feelings and experiences.