Grannie Pantries
A place to appreciate the horrors of vintage cookbooks
Wednesday, January 15, 2025
The Lazy Editor Diet Book
Saturday, January 11, 2025
Funny Name: Who Made It?
I would really love to believe that the author of this recipe from Country Cookin' (Ross Chapel Church, Bolds Fork, KY, 1977) was an early practitioner of reappropriation and happily owning her sexual autonomy.
However, given that this is a church-related fundraising cookbook from 1970s Kentucky, I'm afraid that Rose Schaffner just didn't know how to spell.
Wednesday, January 8, 2025
Country Cookin' Gets Creative
Are you ready for some Country Cookin' (Ross Chapel Church, Bolts Fork, KY, 1977)?
You might find the illustration of the be-aproned woman cooking on an old-timey cookstove to be charming, but I am worried about the cat getting tripped over or accidentally burned. My favorite thing about the cover is actually the name written across the top. I'm sure it's Peggy Kirk, but the mix of capital and lowercase letters combined with the odd shape of the "g"s makes it look like Pebby Kirk.
Just like the "g"s in Peggy, the cooks in Bolts Fork seem a little bit tricky. If you see a dessert in an ice cream cone, for example, there's a pretty good chance it's not ice cream. It may, in fact be a pudding cone.
Or if it's a Tutti Frutti Parfait, don't expect tutti frutti ice cream.
Nope-- a can of fruit cocktail, a cup of mini marshmallows, and a cup of sour cream are the filler-- frozen, though, so you better be prepared to bite into frozen canned fruit.
At least these cones don't claim to be ice cream. Some recipes just blatantly lie, like the Sourdough Pancakes.
No sourdough in sight! Just pancake mix with added yeast, and certainly not aged long enough to turn into an actual sourdough...
Or look at Nine Cup Salad.
I initially thought it was only five cups since I saw five ingredients. Then I realized there are three cups of marshmallows, which would get it up to seven cups. There's no specification for the size of the can of fruit cocktail, but to get it up to nine cups, you'd need a 24-ounce can, which is not really a common size. My guess is that this was to go with the two-cup size, which would mean this is only an eight cup salad. (Or maybe there's a forgotten ingredient, like a cup of crushed pineapple or sour cream?)
My favorite blatant lie, though, is the Cherry Salad.
Graham cracker crust on the bottom, cream cheese in the middle, and cherry pie filling on top? This is a straight-up cheesecake! Putting it into a square pan does not make this a salad!
Still, I can't blame the good people of Bolts Fork for wanting an excuse to eat cheesecake as a side dish and still have room for dessert. Somebody's gotta eat the pudding cones.
Saturday, January 4, 2025
Some post-Christmas sweets
Wednesday, January 1, 2025
A New Cooking Calendar for a Year Likely to Get Old Fast
Welcome to 2025! I'm sure it will be fine! Just fine! If you wish, just ignore the exclamation points that are giving the entirely accurate impression that I'm trying way too hard to sell a point that I do not actually believe.
This year, we will attempt to distract ourselves from-- well-- pretty much everything by periodically checking in with Cooking by the Calendar (edited by Marilyn Hansen, 1978). (I thought about inserting a few terrible and outlandish scenarios into the previous sentence, but knowing how reality works lately, I was kind of afraid they would somehow come true, but worse...) In any case, my copy of the book is a library discard and looks like this:
I like the way the design team seemingly failed to think things through, as the months written on the tiles are so low that the last third of the year is covered up by food. (Either that, or the art team thought the year ended in August.)
Each month has a special feature at the beginning, and January's is dishes to make with quick-cooking rice and canned soup. There's a whole spread on skillet dinners:
Plus another one on casseroles for those who want to turn on the oven to help warm the house:
Saturday, December 28, 2024
A matter of perspective
There's no recipe for today because I couldn't resist commenting on the strange moralizing on the back cover of Better Homes and Gardens Recipes for Entertaining (1972).
What could happen if you don't use the cookbook to plan your next party?
That's right, you'll be "The unorganized hostess who should have done some planning," hair up in curlers, food boiling over, dirty pots and pans scattered everywhere, colander draining on the counter because there's no room in the sink.
My moralizing caption would be more like "Person who invited guests over wishes she would have had the foresight to realize she'd prefer an evening alone with her lovely cat."
Those who heed the book's instructions have a picture-perfect evening to look forward to, at least according to Better Homes and Gardens.
Yes, she's "An organized hostess who is prepared when guests arrive," her hair perfectly coiffed, martinis ready to mix, pots and pans under control, and the salad requiring only a last-minute toss.
Of course, my caption might be a bit different for this one too: "Organized party planner blissfully unaware that guests resent her smug ass."
If you want to do some moralizing, Better Homes and Gardens, then I get to do some too. And as you celebrate the last few days of 2024, reader, enjoy them however you see fit-- even if you're happiest home alone with a lovely cat.
Wednesday, December 25, 2024
A Consumers Power Christmas
Happy Wednesday to all, and merry Christmas if you celebrate! Today, we'll party by looking at Christmas Recipes (Consumers Power Company, 1969).
I love the image of Santa cooking on his avocado-green stovetop. He's fancy, too, with the cutting-edge-for-1969 microwave above the range. I'm kind of worried that he might have blood splatter on the oven doors (both conventional and microwave). Maybe he was trying to inspire the holiday slasher movies that were still a few years away? Santa really was cutting-edge!
Okay, enough with the Santa slander... (I won't even mention his uncomfortable-looking and unsafe stirring method or the odd choice to put a huge, hot appliance in the middle of the room rather than, say, against a wall.) Let's look at some of the promised Christmas recipes. I was shocked to see that this small booklet (quite possibly distributed for free) from the late 1960s had color photos, so we're going to enjoy the meal recommended in those photos.
We'll start out with the beverage, so heavenly it's apparently attended by an angel.
The yellow hue may suggest this is egg nog, but it's not! (The clump of orange rind floating in the middle is a clue to its identity...)
It's Citrus Punch with Frozen Orange Mold! (The rind is supposed to be a flower.) This concoction is basically fancied up orange-grapefruit juice. I wasn't sure what the connection to Christmas was, but maybe the angel is there to show the juice is kind of the same color as her hair? So, Christmas!
In any case, the main spread looks far more Christmassy.
On the left, we have Spicy Turkey Roll! It's a reminder that "spicy" used to mean something very different. Now, of course, it usually means heat from peppers, like habanero or jalapeno.
Then, it meant that the cook used at least one flavoring agent in addition to salt and pepper. In this case, that's barbecue sauce thinned out with wine or grape juice. So, sweet turkey!
The Dilly Beans in the middle look so cute with their pimento poinsettia!
They consist, rather unsurprisingly, mostly of green beans and dill seed, but alliums, parsley, lemon, and additional pimento brighten them up for the holiday table.
The Curried Fruit, as far as I am concerned, looks like a stomach ache waiting to happen.
Cans and cans of fruit (likely in heavy syrup if we're talking 1969!), plus 3/4-cup of additional brown sugar and a swad of red and green maraschino cherries to make it Christmassy... Instead of admitting it's just a casserole dish full of sugar, though, throw in a bit of curry powder and call it a side. That way, there's still room for a nice dessert the elves can use to warm up their hands.
At least, I think that is what's supposed to be going on in this picture. The elves see the flames in the middle of the pie and see a good opportunity to get their tiny hands warmer. Either that, or the red elf is trying not to barf on the mincemeat. It's kind of hard to tell what elves are up to.
Setting the Cranberry Mincemeat Pie aflame is a memorable way to end a meal... Even more so if it's accompanied by roast elf. (It's helpful to add a little savory to round out all the sweets in this meal.)
In any case, I hope you get to have something you love to eat today! I'll be enjoying "Pistachio Salad" with a family that readily admits that yes, it is actually a dessert.