The 1970s revival continues with retro food being welcomed by Brits… as long as it doesn’t include Smash, Blue Nun or the Osmonds!
We’d happily see the return of 70s classics Scampi, Black Forest Gateau and Lemon Meringue Pie. 74 more words
Vicky’s Hawaiian Shindig!
It’s 7:00 a.m. How in the heck did this happen? Vicky jumps from her bed and races into the bathroom. She slaps her Pond’s cream on her face and brushes her teeth with lightning speed, rinses, spits, and dives for the curlers from her vanity cabinet, racing to get each and every strand into a curler. 3,051 more words
As British summertime faded, in all its damp glory, I spent an entire weekend in the kitchen, gearing up for a three-course feast for 7 people. 2,867 more words
I don’t care how artfully dark the lighting guy made this scene, I can still clearly see a half dozen shrimp vomiting into Mt. Wobbles, the Shrine to the Ass-tec God of Arti-Choke and Kill-rabi which demands an annual sacrifice of two bottles of extra virgin olive oil to uphold said god’s greasiness quotient.