Rather than chance it, the husband I are going to spend a quiet night at home.
Oh, the picture? Oh, yes, little lambs. Its an ad for a "cake" that you make (more like assemble) inside a half-gallon milk carton. This was the RAGE in the 1967. "Dee! How imaginative!" and "Kathy! You always come up with the most wonderful ideas".
Meanwhile, Stan, Kathy's husband holds back, holds his hat, and hopes that their hosts won't kick them out for bringing this over.
But I am sure it was a big hit!
So like I said, rather than chance this at our front door this evening, its a quite night for us.
Have a HAPPY and more importantly SAFE New Years Eve. And even though I know, NONE OF YOU will drink too much, remember, there are those out there who will. Watch out for those bastards, OK?
See you in 2014!
Oh, there's a Kathy and Stan in every group, isn't there?
ReplyDeleteAt least all of us staying home tonight are spared the fear that we're the evening's K&S.
The oddest thing about that recipe is that, stripped of its appalling packing concept, it actually likes a rather nice, if intensely sweet, chocolate trifle - and a lot of work for a sixties recipe.
Even so, I'll stick with our festive tradition - berries over pound cake with cointreau whipped cream. Heaven.
And the happiest of new year's to you and yours up there in Charm City, carissimo...
I would try it. Seems "kicky". But it would need to be damn good to take to someone else's house.
DeleteHappy 2014 to you and Mr. Muscato. 2014 will be the first year that you guys will celebrate as married couple.
why not use a milk carton for all your cooking?
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why do the years fly by so? xx
If they didn't fly be, what would we wax nostalgic over?
DeleteNYE is one (of many) nights I religiously stay home. So cheers from central Austin to you!
ReplyDeleteAnd here I thought that you would have men drinking champagne from your slipper.
DeleteFunny, Stan and Kathy were the names of my father's best friend and wife (from Willoughby), and they were a staple at our house on new years eve back in the day. Come to think of it, she was kind of a Jell-o, Dream Whip kind of cook....
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Happy Twenty-fourteen!
xoxox
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Ah,Willoughby. City of light, city of magic! The cultural Krakatoa of Cleveland. I actually was good friends with a girl from Willoughby who lived north of Rockefeller Park and South of Euclid Avenue. Alas, we are no longer friends, and she is now making the lives of others as trying as she made mine.
DeleteI'm going to try this with a box of cheap chardonnay. Happy New Year's sweetie, and thanks for all your help this year.
ReplyDeleteHappy New Years to you as well. And here is to a productive and profitable 2014!
DeleteHappy New Year Cookie!
ReplyDeleteHappy New year to you, you heartbreaker. ;-)
DeleteWhat is all this nudge nudge wink wink nonsense?
DeleteYou know me, I have a thing for tall lanky guys.
DeleteDid someone mention CAKE?
ReplyDeleteWe'll, well is the link???
ReplyDeleteDid someone mention a link?
DeleteIts so wrong, its right.
DeleteIf posting this is wrong, I don't wanna be right.
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