Showing posts with label Maureen O'Sullivan. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Maureen O'Sullivan. Show all posts

Saturday, August 15, 2009

Maureen O'Sullivan's Bridge Cakes


"Cheetah bit me whenever he could."

I just adore this picture of Maureen - she's all aquiver - boom boom.

Oh what fun to get feedback on the recipes, there sure are some erudite chefs out there. Marion made me laugh with her suggestion that we change Maureen's recipe to include 12 shop bought cup cakes. She wrote: "I realize Maureen didn't have time to bake from scratch. She spent the good part of a decade swinging through the trees with her mate Tarzan. " Mind you, even though Marion herself has a cookbook coming out soon she sympathizes, "I don't even want to make sponge cake, so who would?"

She also reported on the results of of her testing Fred MacMurray's Chocolate Fudge Upside Down Cake: "This is not a pretty looking cake but it's delicious". I wholeheartedly agree. The recipe reminds her of one in her collection that goes by the name of "Volcano Cake" which is perfect - chocolate fudge lava!


Marion loves Fred in "No Time for Love with Claudette Colbert where he displays his hunky body ripping off his shirt while digging a tunnel, and also "Take A Letter, Darling with Rosalind Russell" where a female executive uses Fred as a little bait for the wives of her advertising clients. As Marion says so eloquently, "Gee, they just don’t make them like that any more!"

Thursday, October 05, 2006

Maureen O'Sullivan's Toasted Cheese Sandwich


"Good morning, I love you. You never forget, do you, Tarzan?"

Ah, now I understand. American cheese.... Ha ha ha ha ha. My long awaited book explaining British equivalents for American foodstuffs has arrived. I could have done with it during some of the pimiento / bell peppers / red peppers conundrums. But I now truly understand what is meant by American Cheese. To us Brits the generic term would be "processed cheese" or the more evocative and brand specific "Kraft Singles". Well, I too had the wonderful experience of trying to chop some American cheese last night for Maureen O'Sullivan's Toasted Cheese Sandwich. I really and truly cannot remember ever having sampled American Cheese before now. Possibly as a child but I don't think so. There is something rather sensual about it though - peeling off the sticky seal of the cellophane and separating the rubbery square from plastic. MMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmmmmmmm.

And the dish itself? Well, if I hadn't also consumed the last of Richard Arlen's chili beforehand I think I would have appreciated it more. But actually it was rather good and I can imagine rustling this up on a rainy Sunday afternoon and snuggling down with a Johnny Weissmuller type to watch "Tarzan and His Mate".

On that subject I was amused by Charley's reaction to my current dalliance with DSG. He said, "whatever gets you through the night, but don't get too tangled up in them big braces."