Once upon a time there was a naughty little girl who was loved by everyone because she was smart, independent, recalciltrant, scrappy fighter and rebellious.  Once, her grandmother gave her a little riding hood of cheap red nylon - difficult times for expensive gifts. The girl didn't really like it but she compromised to wear it when she was visiting the granny - but she cut off the hood; so she was called  'Little Red Chopped Hood' (or LiReCHo). She had always with her a hammer, gift from her mother.

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One day her mother said to her: "LiReCHo, here is some whole blanched almonds, a bottle of rum and fresh eggs; take them to your grandmother, she is making Witch's fingers and she needs the ingredients. Set out before the butter melts, and when you are going, don't follow the "good path", but the "secret path" so that you pick up some snails on the way, while enjoying the view  of the wild mountains. And don't forget to invite the Woolfie; he loves cookies. Probably he will be around making traps for huntmen.

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Indeed, LiReCho took the "secret path", she didn't bother to pick up snails so she stopped to enjoy for a while the beautiful  mountains of the Witch Sisters. She danced for a while with her bare feet, hugged the oak tree, and then she continue her journey to the wood. She was very lucky to meet the Woolfie, He was her best friend. Well she didn't have so many but Woolfie was definitely her favourite.

"Oi, Woolfie, are you coming with me to granny's. She is making Witch's fingers".

"Hi, LiReCHo! Well, only if they are going to be gluten free. The eggs are free range? And I heard that Xylitol is much better and healthier than sugar".

"Woolfie!!!let the eco-hipster  and organic bullshits! ! ! Dare to say that to granny and she will tell you off - and she will be right this time! You come or not?

"Okay, okay....just joking!"

"Well, you are not known for your sense of humor!"

"You either!".

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LiReCHo in some point, when she saw the sunbeams dancing here and there through the trees, and pretty flowers growing everywhere, she thought: 'Suppose I take grandmother a fresh nosegay; She is allergic to it...She will sneeze all afternoon!hihihihi...Woolfie knew her very well "Don't even think about it!Common the butter will melt".

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After an hour - distracted both by the beauties of the wood- they arrived at granny's house.

"Oi grannyyyyy....we are here!"

"Welcome both of you! Well, I am surprised that it didn't take you longer to come! Cool... almonds...rum...butter...time for Witch's finger.."

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...What about the Huntsman? Let's say that that the great taste of the Witch's fingers contain a special ingredient..

THE END

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