Brian is a handsome cat.
It’s Wiener Wednesday, bitches! I found today’s recipe at the retro treasure trove Click Americana in a 1955 issue of Woman’s Day magazine: Although I am always down for new ways to dish up frankfurters, I really want to find out how to build a sailboat for $65. Today’s pick is Herbed Franks: No, notContinue reading Wiener Wednesday: Herbed Franks and Rolls (1955)
We made it to New Year’s Eve! Although the manner in which you ring in 2021 may be different than in years past, that doesn’t mean you can’t drink like you’re out at a party! And if you drink like you’re out at a party, you might need a little something to nurse your hangoverContinue reading Benson & Hedges Entertaining With Style: Eggs Blackstone (1980)
This week Mr. Sauce and I made the very difficult decision to put my beloved Brian Boitano to sleep. After the months and months and months of snot and bloody noses and antibiotics and weight loss, the docs did an x-ray and Brian has a “mass” in his skull. For treatment, a brain scan andContinue reading Tomorrow We Say Goodbye To Brian
This week I’ve been sick with a bad cold and stayed home from work the majority of the week–which is good because I was at a very low-functioning level. Like, I could focus and do things in bursts, but then I’d nap for an hour. Or 3. I’m on the mend, I mean, I feelContinue reading BH&G Pies and Cakes: Strawberry Sunshine Pie (1966)
I’ve had a hard time wanting to write lately because I don’t want to do much of anything. Maybe because I have been tending to a sick cat all summer. Brian is perpetually congested. He has lost weight and, before his newest antibiotic, his face was covered in snot of many colors. His incessant wheezingContinue reading BH&G Meat Cook Book: Lamb Shanks (1971)
OH. MY. GAWD. It’s been like pulling teeth here, trying to get myself to sit down and write. Meanwhile, Margot’s teeth have literally falling out. Seriously. Teeth falling out. So, sometimes after a nap, her tongue just sticks out. And Brian has a chronic respiratory infection and is congested as fuck. Oh the noises heContinue reading 176. Hot Dog Pizza
This year is over. Finally. Our national nightmare rages on, but we made it to the other side of Year One. And January 2 is (was) National Buffet Day! (I started writing this yesterday but didn’t post until today, so sue me). Question: what is the difference between a smorgasbord, a potluck, or a buffet?Continue reading New Year Chinese Feast 2017 (Happy National Buffet Day!)
It’s the end of summer, but it’s the return of Dinner is Served 1972! Yeah, I’ve been neglecting the blog, life just got in the way, know what I mean? As you may have noticed, there are new ads on the site, but for good reason–I want to make some cash off this puppy! AndContinue reading 124. Macaroni, Tomato and Cheese Bake (1973) ft. Elvis’ Rice Pudding
I think it was established long ago that I am a horrible person. Or if not a horrible person, at least someone who deserves a Jerry Seinfeld Award in Dating Excellence. Because I am still out there. Dating. And doing it in such a dismissively superficial manner. But does that make me a horrible person? GentleContinue reading 119. Chicken a la King (Happy 6th Anniversary!)
Thank sweet baby Jesus that 2016 is over. I was so over it I was under it–and being suffocated by it. But as a palate-cleanser, and maybe a forecast of what is to come, I bring to you this Moment of Moments: Brian and Margot sharing a midnight kiss!!! I couldn’t have staged this ifContinue reading Happy New Year from Brian & Margot!
It’s been a while. Because I’ve been super-busy. And maybe because everything just went to shit! In the first part of November Brian and Margot got fleas. The fleas then somehow turned into Brian peeing on things. This is basically what my house looked like for a good part of last month: It was aContinue reading Jo Funkhouser’s Punch (1966)
I’m still on vacation. I’m still chillaxing and enjoying the fact that I am done with the 1972 cards. I’m celebrating, bitches. And what is more celebratory than a little champs? Um. NOTHING! Enter Playboy’s Host & Bar Book by Thomas Mario (1971 edition) And the recipe for the Classic Champagne Cocktail. A little bubbles, a little bitters,Continue reading Playboy’s Classic Champagne Cocktail
Yep. I got the little WordPress notification yesterday. February 24th was the day of my first post. Which was basically THIS: So far I have learned that I need a lot to learn about blogging. I think that the cooking part of this whole thing will be much easier. I am still trying to find whereContinue reading Happy 5th Anniversary, Dinner is Served 1972!
It’s my 400th post!!!!Well, who the hell ever thought I’d get this far? Not me! For my 400th post, I wanted it to be a very special post. And it IS a very special post! But first, let’s get a little recipe out of the way. This is my Super Summer Sangria. Which I also turnedContinue reading Summer Sangria! (and a very special announcement)
If you follow the FB page, you may remember that on the 9th I made the comment, “I think I want to take February off.” Well, there’s only 3 days of the month left (we’re not in a Leap Year, right?), but I am still going to take the rest of the month off fromContinue reading Winter Break!
Happy New Year, kittens! The days of December 31 and January 1 are rife with superstition and things to do and not do in order to roll into the new year as a lucky duck and leave the bad parts of the previous year behind. Depending on where you’re from this could include eating blackContinue reading New Year Pretzel & City Chicken (A Very Pittsburgh New Year)
Yesterday was National Sandwich Day, which, should be celebrated nationally. It would have absolutely thrilled me to observe the day with a McRib, but, alas, the damn things never made it anywhere near Baltimore. So, I made a barbecue sandwich of a different sort, Pittsburgh’s second-most favorite sandwich (after Primanti’s), the chipped ham barbecue. IContinue reading For National Sandwich Day: Isaly’s Chipped Ham Barbecue
I have been slacking on the blog-front because I’m kinda busy. Like, super-busy. Do you see that giant pile of crap behind Britney? Those are boxes. Why are there so many boxes, you ask…?
