Dear Helen Hartman
I can bring home the bacon but I am just too tired to fry it up in the pan, never mind not letting him forget he’s a man. I am woman. Hear me snore!
Love some advice for feeding the family when time is not on my side.
Dear Loved One,
Helen is so with you on this one as she has a book due in a week and many chapters to go. Contemplated not answering any questions at all today but needed a break and was hungry so here's a try. Luckily, this was among my finds last weekend:
Let’s flip it open and see what we can…
|Help me, I'm having a crapfest flashback to the 70s!|
Well, on the bright side, our vegetarian friends will… be as repulsed by this mess - melted cheese served on chips with chips on the side! - as meat eaters. They had the power of the entire Potato Chip Council behind this venture and THAT's what they gave us? Oh, and this:
Ooh, pretty colors. Maybe that will distract from the fact that every ‘recipe’ that actually involves chips is about as complex as this:
Helen is disturbed by the fact that this was made, but more so that someone SAVED it for over 40 years! Also, she's a bit peeved at herself to realize in trying to do the whole chips as a meal thing that she doesn't have a chip and dip set - vintage or otherwise. The shame.
So to recount, we know we can bring home the bacon:
|I have a college degree AND a cute hat - the world is my oyster. If by world you mean secretarial pool and by oyster you mean what 'll be serving on potato chips later.|
And we no longer need to fry it up in the pan because we've lost our appetite looking at those pictures and trying to get the imaginary taste of crushed chips in blueberry muffins out of our mouths.
As for never letting him forget he’s a man?
Maybe you could just ask him to get that spoon out of the disposal, that's manly, right?
|Oh, darling, I love you almost as much as my silver pattern.|
Or you could consider this advice from McCalls, 1967 (I couldn't make it up if I tried):
|Oh, yeah, Miriam, you and Harve come on over after the evening news and we'll be all over each other like white on... you know, white. So, bring a hot dish.|
|None of that young lady!|
Oh, to heck with it – I'm out of time. Let’s just follow the suggestion of my favorite cooking Helen – Helen Corbitt who reminds us:
That’s been my experience, I can always cook better with a few beers in me!
Back to the grind...