"Hark, villains! I will grind your bones to dust
And with your blood and it I'll make a paste,
And of the paste a coffin will I rear
And make two pasties of your shameful heads,
And bid that strumpet, your unhallow'd dam,
Like to the earth swallow her own increase.
This is the feast that I have bid her to,
And this the banquet she shall surfeit on."
In honor of the opening night of Titus Andronicus, we thought we'd share a traditional Shakespearean recipe.