A Story Best Left Untold

Radagast the Brown was bustling around his cabin trying to find his pipe so that he could join his friend in the sport of blowing smoke rings. He glanced over his should and said, "Say Gandalf, have you tried my mushroom tea?" 

Gandalf choked on the mutton leg he was eating in between smoke rings and said. 

"You've taken the manipulation of mushrooms far too far, Radagast. It is one thing to serve them in salads and soups, but trying to turn them into tea is just ridiculous."

"Oh, I am sure you would enjoy it if you just tried a sip." The little Brown Wizard bustled over with two steaming cups of tea in hand. He sat down took a gulp of tea and promptly jumped out of his chair again. "I still haven't found my pipe."

Gandalf shook his head and smiled a little while he gently pushed the cup of tea away. "You would do better to enjoy some of this lamb with me. You never were good at blowing smoke rings. And besides I want to discuss an idea with you."

"An idea? That sounds terribly dangerous." Radagast wandered back to the table, looking for his pipe all the way. "You had better tell me about this idea if you wish to discuss it with me."

"The idea goes something like this. If Sauron ever shows his rather ugly face in Middle Earth again, we find a normal person that nobody knows about and turn him into a hero."

"Sounds rather complicated." Radagast took a sophisticated slice of mutton off the platter and nibbled at it tentatively. "What spices did you put on here, Gandalf? I have tasted nothing like it."

"And you will probably never taste anything like it again. That my dear Radagast is spices whisked away from Bilbo Baggins' kitchen. And before you accuse me of thievery, he gave it to me telling me it was a spice he disliked and wanted to get rid of. When I inquired where he got it from, he told me that it came from Erebor's Kitchens. That my dear fellow is the last of a spice that the dwarfs of Erebor once used to flavor the meals of Thror himself. So, what do you think of my idea?"

"I think the lamb needs more salt." Came the meek reply of Radagast the Brown.