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petermorwood:

labelleizzy:

annechen-melo:

karadin:

blasenova:

Candle Salad from 1959

iconic

Having read the book before, I started laughing as soon as the title came up.
Nope, the Fifties were in no way okay.

This guy is LEGIT the funniest food person on my dash. WHAT a way with words!

The best thing to add to this post is Strawberry Wobbler from “Nanny Ogg’s Cookbook”, as made and photographed hereby@toooldforthisbutstill

:-D

injuries-in-dust:

“There seems to have been a murder.”

injuries-in-dust:

“Can I be a kid?”

onyxbird:

injuries-in-dust:

“This is not how you make cookies!”

This is like one of those fake cooking/baking videos where they clearly swapped the item out at a certain step to make it look like the terrible recipe worked… except the guy baking them is just as in the dark about how and when the switcheroo happened as the audience is.

nudityandnerdery:

injuries-in-dust:

“Tastes like somebody killed Italy.”

“A commendably daft idea” is such a good phrase.

starry–skies:

“Livin’ large tonight boys!”

“I’m not making fun of the Great Depression!

…Iam making fun of the Great Depression.”

injuries-in-dust:

Stronger than my desire to drop out of college.

house0fwolvs:

injuries-in-dust:

“So much stuff!”

Wha’ you talkin’ bout, da’s his pardner

peacesmovingcabaret:

l0vegl0wsinthedark:

zwoelffarben:

agoddamnedrayofsunshine:

xanthumn:

angryalliterations:

only-in-movies:

teacupfulofstarshine:

anarchistbitch:

i’ll literally never have enough of that dylan b hollis dude cause like. hes a college student who just.,.blew up on tiktok. he has the soul of a man who has lived for 60 years in the body of a twink. he cooks and is surprised every single time. he goes CINAMIN everytime he uses cinnamon. he has the kitchen of a 60s house wife and cooks like hes going to kill someone

other favorites include

- “moo juice!”

- E G G - G I E

- BUTTER GO BRRRRRRRR

- Floof powder

F I R E

Other highlights:


“It doesn’t tell ya how to eat it, so I don’t know if I need a knife and fork or if I need to tie my hair back” (about the very phallic looking candle salad)

“This pie is referred to as a chiffon. Now what does that mean? It means it was written by a white person.”

“We take our can of Spam and we cry :)”

“This doesn’t need salt it needs help!”

“I’m going to assume we have the same size package, although the last time I assumed that I wound up stunned and quite self-conscious.”

*shoves cake into oven*

GOODBYE

“I never made a date cream before” *pause*

keepersofmyheart:

He loves them

Leftover bread pancakes

injuries-in-dust:

“This is not how you make cookies!”

greymantledlady:

injuries-in-dust:

“There seems to have been a murder.”

Okay, this looks delicious and easy so I wrote it down including metric conversions:

Chocolate Beet Cake from 1966

  • 15oz (425g) can of pickled beets
  • ½ cup vegetable oil
  • 1 + ½ cups sugar
  • vanilla
  • 3 eggs
  • 2 cups plain flour
  • 1/3 cup cocoa
  • pinch salt
  • 1 teaspoon baking soda (bicarb soda)

Blend the can of pickled beets, including the juice.

Whisk the oil, sugar, vanilla and eggs together vigorously.

Add the blended beets.

Add the flour, cocoa, salt and baking soda (bicarb soda) to wet ingredients.

Place in a bundt tin and bake at 375°F (190°C) for 50 minutes.

Ganache:

½ a cup cream

4oz (113g) chocolate (dark?)

Melt cream and chocolate together over very low heat, just until the chocolate melts and everything is smooth. Spread over the cake.

greenheart-anon:

“There’s no ice in this”

Once again - where did the other guy come from?? This blog is a one-man-show!!

(Also, I’ll have to try these!)

credit: @ bdylanhollis

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