Showing posts with label Thelma Todd. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Thelma Todd. Show all posts

Sunday, March 28, 2010

Thelma Todd's Scripture Cake


Lolita over at Lolita's Classics has done some lovely work colourizing some pictures of Thelma Todd. Wish I knew how to do that, I'm sure I could spend many a happy hour colouring in! One of her readers left a link to a brilliant song and dance routine featuring Hot Toddy and I'm going to pass it on here. I laughed out loud VERY loudly at the part where the two guys were swinging the dummy - genius - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hCGD2a5iE3M

Yesterday Bette and Jean came over with their little monkey-chew Romy. I'm not really a fan of babies in the flesh but I have to admit that this one is absolutely adorable. I had a bash at Thelma's crazy Scripture Cake - all the instructions involve looking up certain things in a bible so I had to call upon Shirley and Paulette to assist with that, not having a bible myself. So things like, "Use 4 and 1/2 cups of I Kings, 4th chapter, 22nd verse" translates to "Use 4 and 1/2 cups of flour". You get the idea. The ladies had a few religion related comments about it all: "should be heavenly" quipped Joan and Bette observed that it was a bit crispy because it was a "Catholic Cake".

The thing that amused me most about the whole thing was that when I stumbled into the lounge this morning with a mighty hangover there was a left over piece of cake on the table and a LADYBIRD was nibbling away at it. There is a photo over on the Flickr site!

It was great to see the ladies and Joan and I had a very in depth conversation about domestic violence. I guess it is the old case of "it takes one to know one" so it was good to hear Joan's take on it all to realise it's quite normal to be grappling with the fallout of it even now.

Wednesday, May 17, 2006

Thelma Todd's Caesar Salad


One good thing about being dumped is the way chums rally round to cheer you up. Had a long telephone conversation with the fabulous Gary last night. He was telling me a story about Thelma Todd and Caesar Salad which we must verify. Apparently Thelma was in a restaurant and wanted a salad and the chef rustled one up for her out of what he had to hand and the Caesar Salad was born. Or something... Would also like to get hold of a menu from the "racy roadhouse" she ran. Where the hell do you find a "racy roadhouse" these days?

The Ice Cream Blonde as Hot Toddy was also known apparently "grew up scandalizing the community by never wearing underwear, and working her way through the local hunks". I think I shall follow suit.

Am making a pilgrimage to Kilburn High Road today to try and buy a cheap DVD player for the boat. It is coming out of the water tonight to have its bottom scrubbed so I have to rush home and secure all breakables. Me and the landlady plan to be sipping champagne on the roof as it is dragged out from its moorings, into the middle of the Thames and up the slips. I will have to go up a ladder to get to my bed. Much like Elsa Lanchester used to do...

My DVD of "All About Eve" has been despatched but will it arrive in time?