This non-recipe diversion is caused by a marathon over the Father’s Day weekend of Mel Brooks films:
Fifi and Donny (my pater) reared my sister Mary, Mary and me on some totally awesome, uncut, pirated VHS Mel Brooks films. We cut our tween teeth on Blazing Saddles, “I’m Tired” is still one of my favorite songs, and Young Frankenstein, “Put The Candle BACK!” We still watch Donovan’s Reef every Thanksgiving. We’ve even shanghaied faux-grandparents Bike and Monnie into this addiction. I would love the recipe to Schwartz Wasser Kirsch Torte as much as I would love Gene Wilder as an older brother, but until the end of the rainbow is discovered, I’m afraid I have to have Fifi’s Beyond Awesome Dressing and a helping of the Reef. (It’s how I learned the singular of lice was louse!)
Do you and yours have any “Anything But Board Games” traditions? I’m completely happy with my familiar dysfunction. Because my family has always prided itself with putting the fun in dysfunction. Right, Fifi?
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June 16, 2008 at 4:50 pm
Mommer
Sketch,
If I’ve said it once, I’ve said it twice, I don’t answer to “Fifi”. Ah, yes, I can hear the soothing, swaying, Polynesian type music in the background now!
By the bye, (is that right?) I took your recipe for baked beans to a sort of large function a while back and it earned rave reviews once again. And your cornbread is yummmmmyy!
June 16, 2008 at 11:02 pm
sketchyrecipe
The Baked Beans are up next. And your dressing is better than my cornbread.