Nothing captures one’s attention–or a man’s appetite–like 20 glistening frankfurters standing at attention on the dining room table.
Everyone knows men love finger foods when they watch the Superbowl. This simple, yet elegant dish will have them “oohing” and “ahh-ing”, and thinking you slaved for hours to make it. With a little help from your friend Laura Scudder’s, everyone will want to come back for more. This simple recipe comes from Laura Scudder’s …
Nothing says Superbowl like a quiche. Especially when it’s made with barbecue-flavored potato chips!
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Nothing says summer like a barbecue (or if you live east of the Rockies, a “cookout”). This set of recipes is sure to be a hit with your friends and neighbors at your Memorial Day party, or any summer festivity. Thanks to the fine folks at Sunset Magazine, we have the Sunset Barbecue Cook Book, …
Before Taco Bell and Del Taco, housewives of America had no idea what authentic Mexican food was. So they took a cue from Frankenstein and threw together the best bits of Chinese and Italian cooking to make these mouth watering, south-of-the-border treats. “It’s alive!!”
What is the 1950s but a not-so-subtle state of sexual repression? Thanks to the cultural currency of mid-century cookbooks, we can revisit that time of the happy hostess, willing to please the men in her life with a variety of satisfying appetizers. After all, the way to a man’s–ahem–heart is through his stomach.
When you land-locked ladies of the suburban midwest feel the tug of something warm and exotic in the dead of winter, it’s probably not your husband. Heed the siren call of California: make this casserole for your family and imagine yourself on a sunny day with the top down, cruising the Arroyo Parkway as you inhale the scent of freedom and glamor (leaded gasoline exhaust).
Not even liver and onions can conjure such contradictory emotions as eating beef tongue: at once a warm memory of our mothers’ or grandmothers’ home cooking and at the same time a repulsive organ to behold in it’s original form. Dig in!
After a long day on the lake fishing, wash off that mosquito repellant, fry some fish and hushpuppies, and wash it all down with a jar of sweetened tea or a can of Budweiser!