Thursday, November 12, 2009
Sounds like something that would happen in a junior high locker room
Presenting the first in an occasional series of scans from the recipe files of my partner's mother, the late Jeanne Feinberg. She was a gourmet cook--really!--but, let's face it, the 1950s-1970s era was an odd one when it came to American cookery.
Brace yourselves, people. I'm starting you off easy. There's some weird stuff coming up.
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