Tuesday, March 31, 2009

Alice White's Sweet Potato Brouchettes

"Warner Brothers answer to Clara Bow"

Well Alice sure was a cutie pie - there are so many fabulous photographs of her it was hard to choose. I may have to make her "Joanie Cake" or "Creamed Chipped Beef on Toast" just so I can put the picture of her in a silver ice-skating outfit up!

Her little sweet potato cakes were as cute as she was, little orange round puffy things with bacon crumbled on top. Gorgeous with baked trout for a romantic dinner a deux on Saturday night. Sidney liked them a lot.

I'm going to have to do some research on Alice as her IMDB entry contains several intriguing mentions of "sex scandals". She's not currently one of the 100 stars selected for the book but if she's got juicy stories I might petition for a swap!

Thursday, March 12, 2009

Clara Bow's Vanilla Marlow

"We had individuality. We did as we pleased. We stayed up late. We dressed the way we wanted. I used to whiz down Sunset Boulevard in my open Kissel, with several red Chow dogs to match my hair. Today, they`re sensible and end up with better health. But we had more fun. "

I am so thankful to all the people who populate the internet with marvelous things. I have just stumbled upon the above quote which has saved me from making the grave error of suggesting in a magazine article that Clara Bow zipped around Hollywood with Red Setters in her convertible. Oh lord. Can you imagine?

Mis-remembering is a strange, strange thing. So many facts get mixed up in the brain and I can't shake myself of the feeling that it was something to do with Laura Mulvey and her post-it note infested copy of "Runnin' Wild" that made me get this key fact wrong. What a weird situation that was, waiting to go on Women's Hour with me staring into space with mind completely blank and Laura swotting up on Clara.

I'm so excited that BUST magazine is going to publish a little article I have written about Clara's Vanilla Marlow. How fab. I thought I'd better give the recipe a little test before it goes in so I made some this evening in preparation for the girls coming round tomorrow night. I now know how much the specified 20 marshmallows weigh...

By the way, is Clara wearing an APRON in this picture? Surely not. She almost always admitted that her "favourite recipes" were courtesy of her cook rather than made by her own fair hand. Clara, you poseur!

Monday, March 02, 2009

Errol Flynn's Baked Leg of Lamb

“Women won't let me stay single and I won't let me stay married.”

Luckily Jack is nothing like Errol - he and Ginger were hitched on Saturday and that one is going to LAST. Those two were made for each other and now it's official.

We knew that after the glorious and loved up wedding our household would be in mourning over the loss of our little girl, so I invited Cary and William over to partake of Errol's Leg of Lamb. The butcher gave me the biggest leg he could find (£17 quids worth) and I baked it, throwing a cup of coffee with cream and sugar over it towards the end. Delicious.

Errol obviously knew what to do in the kitchen as well as in the bedroom...