Remember my vow to pare down this cookbook collection of mine? The one I thought was out of control?
I learned something recently. Actually, I learned three things:
- I lack the necessary focus to stay on any cleaning project for longer than 1 week. Oh heck, even a day is pushing it.
- I lack the necessary focus to be a real collector.
- Real collectors are weird. Like, really, really weird.
Do a little Google search on weird collections and you’ll find some pretty kooky stuff. Like this: Continue reading “Hey, At Least I Don’t Collect Navel Lint”
Today for your reading pleasure, we shall be reviewing not one, not two, but three cookbooks! (The mind reels!)
But before we get to that, I have to tell you about my past weekend. And here’s a tip I’ll share with you right off the bat: Make yourself a friend with a second home. Preferably a cabin. Make sure this is a generous friend who is prone to say, “Hey, wanna stay in my cabin this weekend?”
Bonus points if they add, “Got a fully stocked bar, too! Here’s the key!” Continue reading “On Cookbooks, Churches & the Jeweler of Mordor”
Do any of you remember me saying something about cleaning out my cookbook collection?
Really? You do?
Huh. I kinda forgot about it. The only reason I’m remembering it now is that I recently swept my kitchen floor… and now you know the usual condition of my kitchen floor.
There in the corner of the room sat two grocery bags from Trader Joe’s, filled with old cookbooks. Let’s pull one out, shall we?
Oh look! It’s Betty Crocker’s Bisquick Cookbook.
What the hell?
Continue reading “A Cookbook from the 70s! Plus, Crazy Good Biscuits”
At first I thought it was a WordPress prank. Upon further reflection, I realized it was true: one year ago on April 1st, I started this blog.
Seems fitting that a blog named Feeding on Folly began on April Fools Day, don’t you think? Anyway, here’s my first post, if you’re curious.
As for me, I’m reviewing yet another cookbook in my collection: should it stay or should it go?
Let’s take a look, shall we?
Continue reading “Happy Anniversary FoF! Also, Another Cookbook Review”
Digging through the cookbook collection again – Lordy people, will this ever end? – and I came upon this one.
Big oops! This should not have been in the “possibly discard” pile. If either of my sisters hear of this, they’ll be at my doorstep with pitchforks, toot sweet. So keep it under your hats, okay?
This is our family cookbook — as in, our actual family cookbook. It was the brain-child of Oldest Sister, who managed to undertake the entire project without our parents knowing about it.
I think it was a year in the making. She sought recipes from family members I didn’t even know we had, as well as old photos and remembrances. Then she assembled it, paid for the binding, and presented it to Mother and Father at their 50th wedding anniversary, in 2000. As well as copies for every family member.
She titled it “Oh Fer Dumb” the phrase our parents used whenever they heard something ridiculous, silly, or just plain stupid.
So I’m sure you can imagine why tossing this puppy out would have incurred the wrath of both sisters, and possibly my brothers too. I was going to quietly return it to the shelf, never admit my near transgression, when I happened to leaf through the book.
Continue reading “On Family Roles, Sisters, & Mac & Cheese”
You might remember a few weeks ago, I made the declaration that I would tame the beast that was my cookbook collection. Today we continue our journey into the mouth of the dragon. (I need to stop reading so many fantasy novels.)
I dug into the pile and chose this one: Taste and See, published in 1996. It’s a church cookbook of Mother’s, from a church they only attended for a few years. I was about to toss it in the donate pile – it’s not like it meant anything to me — when I thought, no, better check it over. I might get a post out of it.
Surprisingly, there were several decent recipes in it. Not your usual church potluck fare. In fact, I was finding several recipes of interest.
Then… what to my wondering eyes should appear? I see Mother’s name!
Continue reading “My Mother’s Recipes”
My plan was simple. I was going to write a humorous little post of my addiction to cookbooks. Something in the form of an online intervention.
I took a picture of my cookbook shelf. It could be worse. It used to be much worse, but this is what remains following The Great Cookbook Purging of 2013.
I spread all the cookbooks on my table, sorted through them, pulled the ones I either used regularly or couldn’t bear to part with (how could I ever leave thee, Betty Crocker’s Boys and Girls Cookbook), and these select few were put back on the shelf.
That part done, what do I do with the remaining? Most of them were kept for only one or two recipes at best, others I couldn’t remember using but always thought I might.
Finally it hit me, “Hey! I have a blog!”
Continue reading “A Recipe Blogger’s Nightmare”
Gather ’round, boys and girls. We’re going to have some fun today, because we have a very special guest with us! She’s going to watch as we continue to learn how to cook just like Mother! Because that’s what we all want to do, right?
Oh, and look … here is our special guest! Say hello to Betty Crocker, circa 1973. Hello Betty!
Johnny, one mustn’t scream like that when someone enters the room. Say you’re sorry to Ms. Crocker.
You can sit to the left there, Ms. Crocker. You’ll be able to keep a careful eye on everyone, and I’m sure all the boys and girls will find that very comforting.
Now, children, please get out your cookbooks. I hope you all remembered … oh dear. You didn’t bring your cookbook with you?
Well, never mind. Here, you can use mine. Just please don’t spill anything on it, okay? The current spills will one day be carbon dated and we don’t want to throw off their findings.
Now Ms. Crocker very kindly updated her Boy’s and Girl’s Cookbook from 1957 so it would be exactly what our modern children of 1973 would want. Isn’t that grand?
So let’s get started with learning how to cook!
Continue reading “Learning to Cook: A Very Special Visit With Betty”