the wrong side of the bed

Friday, February 10, 2006

jon wants me to post pictures from the dinner party this saturday

yeah, like jon even reads my blog.

update: sean thinks i should tell you the theme of the party. isn't it obvious? "yummy, yummy foodz."

update 2: okay, i lied. the theme was "gross stuff from old cookbooks."
6:49 PM


Wow, that is damned impressive.

Can you explain the theme to those who may not be in the know?
Blogger Sean, at 9:12 PM  
That second picture, of the weird casserole with the eggs and parsley, is just NASTY looking. Ick.
Blogger Gwen, at 6:05 PM  
that was actually quite tasty! like macaroni and cheese with deviled eggs on top! the truly gross dishes were the cucumber casserole (baked by JJ) and the avacado lime mousse (molded by connie).
Blogger dorotha, at 6:10 PM  
Well, green foods are often gross, I think. That's why children have a natural aversion to green vegetables. They know the chances of eating something disgusting are greatly reduced if you cut out all green things.
Blogger Gwen, at 9:56 AM  
clever idea... but I don't see any pictures of scrapple, perhaps the grossest and oldest of gross old cookbook recipes. Ok, so for next time:


1 hog's head
4 to 5 quarts cold water
4 teaspoons salt
4 teaspoons powdered sage
yellow corn meal (about 3 cups)

Separate one hog's head into halves. Remove eyes and brains. Scrape head and clean thoroughly. Place in large kettle and cover with 4-5 quarts of cold water. Simmer gently for 2 to 3 hours, or until meat falls from the bones. Skimm grease carefully from the surface; remove meat. chop fine, and turn liquor. Season with salt, pepper, and sage to taste. Sift in corn meal, stirring constantly, until the mixture is thickened to the consistency of mush. Cook slowly for 1 hour over low heat. When sufficiently cooked, pour into greased oblong pans and store in a cool place until ready to use. Cut in thin slices and fry until crisp and brown. Makes 6 pounds.
Blogger Rich, at 12:26 PM  
i can't believe how disgusted i am after looking at those pictures. i don't think i could attend your party, dorothea. i think i'd have to leave (and hurl).
Blogger Henry, at 1:55 PM  

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