Dick Powell’s Trousers

Have spent a glorious day at the newspaper library in Colindale searching 1930s fan mags for silver screen recipes. Alas, zilch. Saw some fun things along the way though including a remarkable press photograph of Dick Powell in “Cowboy From Brooklyn” wearing the campest chaps I have ever seen (and I have seen plenty of […]

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Hollywood Ham

I am hoping to rustle up a Clark Gable number on Sunday for the Panther. I wanted to follow Loretta’s recipe with something from her secret lover as I’ve been reading about their tryst and resulting lovechild. Am awaiting a recipe from my fellow chef in the States for Gable’s “Hunter’s Breakfast” – I have […]

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Loretta Young’s Peach Dessert

“As soon as I get home from a day of work, I bathe, brush my hair, put on fresh makeup, and slip into a hostess gown.” On Saturday night the Black Panther came over and cooked me dinner on the tub. I should probably explain that he is not a member of the 1960s political […]

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Eee By Gum – Gracie Fields’ Hotpot

Ee that hotpot were grand! I was rather bemused by the chunks of lamb the butcher had provided and had neither the correct implements nor the emotional wherewithall to get much meat from between bones, fat and things that looked like the cotton wool tubes dentists use to soak up saliva. What ARE those and […]

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Dripping? That’s All In The Past My Dear…

Trotted up to Kilburn High Road to buy meat products for Gracie’s Lancashire Hot Pot in my lunch hour. Despite all Prince Charles’ bleating about MUTTON you cannot buy it for love nor money round these parts. I settled for neck of lamb instead as the nice butcher man in Corrigan’s said it was much […]

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Gracie Fields Special

Oh the joy of rustling up dinner a deux on the boat with the sun shining in through the open doors and Desmond Carrington playing Perez Prado, Joyce Grenfell and Gracie Fields on his most excellent Radio 2 slot. Got super excited when he plugged his Friday night show which is a whole half hour […]

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Errol Flynn’s Baked Fish Havanaise

“It isn’t what they say about you, it’s what they whisper.” Mm. That was GOOD and DID cure my malaise for a few minutes. Easy to prepare, looked great on the plate and had all the cats on the island trotting up the ladder and poking their heads through the door to see what was […]

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Havanaise to Treat Malaise

Suffering from a bad case of malaise at the moment. Have been wandering listlessly around Richmond trying to cheer myself up with small purchases – several hair clips and two plectrums in the shape of skulls – to no avail. Am going to attempt Errol Flynn’s “Baked Fish Havanaise” tonight to see if it makes […]

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Do Not Become Sister Ruth

I saw the newly restored classic “Black Narcissus” last night and realised that it was a perfect film for someone trying to get over a man who thinks he is the handsome-ist stud in town. David Farrar plays the part of Mr Dean like he just can’t get over how devastatingly good looking he is. […]

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Bette Davis’ Boston Baked Beans

“I am just too much.” Ah, the beans were a great success. Rosalind even had two portions. John G (her ex) said they were good but he wasn’t sure why they had to have been cooking for 8 hours. Made the whole flat smell of molasses though which on the whole was a good thing. […]

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Dearth of Fat Salt Pork

The butcher that Rosalind remembers being on Berwick Street is alas no more. Had a lengthy conversation with two barrow boys on the market who told us that there are now NO BUTCHERS in the West End. They are all gorn. R has bacon in her fridge so I shall make do with that and […]

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Worth Eating?

Stomach is churning at the prospect of dinner tonight with Square Jawed Georgie who wants to meet up because he says “some things need explaining” and there are “some things you need to know”. What, what, what, what, what? Is it fair to expect me to try and eat tapas with wobbly hands and wobbly […]

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Thelma Todd’s Caesar Salad

One good thing about being dumped is the way chums rally round to cheer you up. Had a long telephone conversation with the fabulous Gary last night. He was telling me a story about Thelma Todd and Caesar Salad which we must verify. Apparently Thelma was in a restaurant and wanted a salad and the […]

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Pilchards on Toast

My good intentions at getting going on this project have been foiled by the fact I didn’t read the recipe. Bette’s Boston Baked Beans require 8 hours of cooking and I didn’t get home until 6pm so methinks they will have to wait until next weekend. Instead of a gourmet dinner I had myself pilchards […]

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The Cooking Must Begin

OK. I have spent the afternoon skim-reading the abridged handbag sized version of “He’s Just Not That Into You” and I agree with everything those wise old yankees say. So time to stop wasting brain space on Dirty Scottish Georgie and get on with the project the Fricksta and I have been talking about for […]

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