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70’s Theme?

I’m thinking of getting together a cocktail party with a 70’s theme. Of course I’d have to come up with a cocktail. James Beard can help me with that, his book of course. I am honored to have cooked our graduation dinner at the Beard House. He and Julia Child revolutionized the food world. Julia brought French home cooking home, and James brought Americans to regional cuisine that celebrates our heritage, yet it worked together. Amazing!

Instead of a can of cream of mushroom soup, I’m changing it up, culinarily at least. No disco ball, but disco music will be found and played. Actually I liked Jerry Jeff Walker, Pure Prairie League and Marshall Tucker better, still do. London Homesick Blues was/is our un-official alma mater theme.

Perhaps a red/white checked tablecloth and cheap candles melted over a wine bottle as decorations. I’d have to find, buy and scuttle two bottles of “Blue Nun” for that.

I’d do the cheese fondue with real Gruyere. Now that I’ve written this it’s more about what changed in the culinary world in the 70’s that got folks out of the post-war canned goods phenomenon. That deserves some work on my part, which I will impart to you once complete.

In college in the 70’s I was the cook, usually for ten or more every evening. I never had to clear a plate or wash a dish, or go grocery shopping. There was a list, and they were supposed to get a 50# bag of potatoes. They brought home canned potatoes because they were on sale. From then on I went grocery shopping, with my list, and told them what to get!

Ten-plus people on $120/week (six residents at $20 ea), two meals per day was tough. But other students always showed up, for food and camaraderie. And nightly games of Uno.

Any ideas? Chime in anytime.

Alumni Affairs

A big reunion is coming up, college related, and I haven’t been to a single one over the years. Pictures of me in a red-and-white striped gown I recycled from my high school prom have been circulated. I remember the dress but not my date’s name. Awful dress, and obviously the date didn’t stick around.

My roommate worked in the development office and got paid for it. I got to volunteer for events, which was always a treat because the meal involved was way better than one could get in the cafeteria. I gave out name tags, hung coats, and let the alumni know they were appreciated by giving them a smile and treating them well.

Now, I hear that alums will not be allowed to “rent” dorm rooms for our reunion, as many years after graduation, they’re afraid we’ll do something we didn’t think of at age 19? Personally I don’t think I could sleep within those cinder block walls even for one night.

Yes, I’m thinking of going. Bad idea, I know. I want to see a few old friends, meet one retired professor and maybe even go to Mass. Imagine that, roof falls in and it’s all me.

It’s the London Homesick Blues all over again. Thanks to Jerry Jeff Walker for helping me to get through college! Cheers, Dee