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Friday, July 19, 2013

Potsal and Roast Overkill

This is my 131st post. I've somehow managed to come up with 131 topics and hundreds of pictures from these old cookbooks, recipe cards, pamphlets. I even somehow manged to make a dirge about a promotional pamphlet that came with the Sears Coldspot refrigerator from my growing up years. Sure, the content can get a little repetitive and sometimes I spend hours scanning a cookbook and cropping the selected pictures, only to get a few hundred views for that post when I think it's my best one ever. It's worth it because this is my hobby and I really do enjoy blogging about retro food. In the past year and couple months, I somehow have become very knowledgeable about the midcentury foods and menus. I'm in too deep and I will continue as long as I have ideas.


The hardest thing for me to do is find a title to go with the content. Seriously. That should be easy.

Thank you to to the Family Circle Illustrated Library of Cooking books for helping me make my title easy. Potsal it shall be. And potsal almost looks like a word. Because I suck at titles. 

Here's to another 131 posts of hard to figure out titles. If you have any ideas, by all means..

I've been wanting to use this one, Pot-Sal, as the last of the Family Circle books because I started out with # 7, which I guess is supposed to be lucky. 

Getting on with the book. Volume 13, Pot-Sal. In this fine volume, like the other Family Circle books, are several topics:

POTLUCK LUXURY: Spur-of-the-Moment Meals to Impress Drop in Guests-- Okay, that's all well and good but why would I care to impress the special ones who can't bother to call before greeting me with their presence? Stop by my house unexpected on a Saturday, you'll be lucky if I even take my hair out of my towel turban let alone me trying to scrounge something edible together.

ROASTS, JUICY AND TENDER: Beef, Veal, Lamb, Pork, and Ham--Arteries and pancreas, pshaw.

ROASTS ON THE COMEBACK TRAIL: Creative Ways to Use Up Leftovers: Or they can be put in a container and eaten the next day. But I better get my container back. That's all I ask. 

SALAD DAYS: A Gallery of Popular Salads--Our favorite topic and it should just be a book unto itself. Oh wait, it has. I wouldn't have missed that book.

Because some of these captions are pretty lamebrain, if I have mine in quotes it is because they are coming from the book and not my brilliant (haha) and sarcastic mind. 

Family Circle Illustrated Library of Cooking, 1972, Volume 13 Pot-Sur. I might be creating my own language with the aid of Family Circle. Who else gets to say that?
Simple enough to my unannounced friends who pop in. Don't do that and I won't have to garner the coping mechanism to put up with your lack of manners. Why must the huge portfolio of salads and salad dressings be an afterthought?
I hope the unannounced guest likes tomatoes because it appears that is what they are getting. I might even put out the tomato picture if I like you enough. 
AntiI hope if someone drops in unannounced at lunchtime, I have this book handy. I wouldn't be able to cope gracefully without it. 
"The easiest way to cope with hungry teenagers--pizza!" Especially if it is a ham and salami pizza or Antipasto pizza. Too bad there is no picture of the Wiener Winner Pizza.
Cobble Buns, Rabbit Ham Rounds, and Quick Viennese Mocha. Be an unannounced guest at your own peril. Nobody said you can come over anyway.
"Apricot Ham Steak, Baked Potato Cups with Chive Dressing make an easy, elegant meal for impromptu guests." I guess I have been crashing either the wrong houses because nobody has ever offered to make me Apricot Ham Steak when I drop by unannounced. Forget that in this great and large state of Texas, I know 4 people and they all live under my roof. I guess I need to get out more.
Classic Rolled Beef Roast. I like my roast to look like a critical angiogram.You are what you eat after all.
Prime Ribs at their "most perfect best." Is it most, perfect, or best? Can't have all three or you sound like a redundant 6 year old.
Roast beef and dinner combinations. I'm sweating here. Not a health food nut or anything, but there's just so much fat.
"Australian Beef Roast is actually a one-dish dinner." That ought to lay to rest all the arguments about how many dishes it takes to successfully execute an Australian Beef Roast.
Sicilian Beef Dinner. You can see it, right? I don't think that book is quite large enough. Seriously, my daughter was born in Italy and I had to sign the birth registry book at the U.S. Consulate and that damn thing had to have been two feet long.
"Roast Beef in a skillet? Why not?" Really. Why not.
Glazed Corned Beef. Are we tired of roasts yet? No? Good because I have more to share.
Paprika Veal Roast. "Festooned with lardoons of fat salt pork." I want to eat some lardoons. Just to say I've eaten lardoons.
Crown Roast of Lamb. I'm completely SMITTEN with the carrots, peas, rice, kumquats, mint jelly in the center. Kumquat is an awesome word by the way.
Cumberland Lamb Roast. I'm getting some serious Flinstone vibes here. Only the Fred Flinstone in my mind has Fred wearing a prosthesis and spearing the haunch with his hook. Only in my mind does this exist, you see.
La Cienaga Lamb Roast. Blanketed with flour to give that crusty look. Well done. Looks like it is vomiting egg yolks though.
I've been walking the same stretch of sidewalk over the course of the past few months and I still walk past something that looks like this laying in the grass.
"One of the loveliest of all lamb recipes, Pimiento-Stuffed Lamb." Matter of opinion.
If you look close enough at this lamb in pastry crust, you can see the face. Maybe I am looking too close for too long. I'm starting to see faces in chicken liver pâté. Hope is out there for me.
Killarney Lamb Roast. It looks so..crispy.
Regal Party Crown Roast of Pork. When this book said it would mention roasts, it was certainly being up front about how many there would be. This one is wearing an apple tiara.
Orange-glazed pork. I think I see pork in the fat rolls. A tiny bit. Someone is reading this and thinking this looks pretty damn good. And it does. I'll admit. I would probably eat the fat, and only the fat.
Harvest Stuffed Pork. Filled with corn and crumbs. That's pretty specific. Crumbs.
"Orange Blossom Ham Platter, shown dressed for a special dinner party. The garnish is far easier than it looks. Slice oranges, quarter, and fasten to ham with cloves." Ehh, who has time for all that drama? I would so eff that up. Those orange slices would be every way but the right way. I even took a cooking class in high school.
And nobody born after 1940 uses these "gay trims for ham" do they? I've never seen it. Though it would be spectacular. I don't know if 1940 is long enough ago. It seems like it would be long enough ago. I don't know what decade is archaic. Ugh.
All that scrolling and eye rolling was worth it because it got to the Salads section. A trifecta of awesomeness yet to come. Boeuf à la Mode en Gelee, Sweet and Pungent Pork, and Savory Stuffed Cabbage.
Molded Pork Loaf.  Just the right amount of carrots and green beans. This is a work of art to admire from afar and never think that it can be edible. Or that someone has actually eaten it and smiled in appreciation as the cold, lemon flavored gelatin melted in their mouth.
"A salad is only as good as what goes into it." Words to heed. However, they were not heeded. That's how molded salads wiggled their way into the food system.
Calico Cups. They must be so delicate and such a rarity that they are forever entombed in a glass box.
Western Pea Salad. Another for the time capsule. Canned chick peas and green peas and canned olives and little sprouty things poking up from it all. I really made it out to be more complicated than it is.
Calico Pepper Baskets. It takes a special kind of a person to cut green peppers into cutesy baskets, filling them with coleslaw. I have to envy that skill.
If you are a potato salad lover, this is for you. From left to right: German Potato Salad Bowls, Sun-Gold Potato Mold, Garden Potato Salad, Swiss Potato Salad Tower. Go on, choose.
Coronet or Crown? Curried Chicken Coronet and Tomato-Aspic Crown. With a Rainbow Fruit Mold as a distraction.
This is EXACTLY what it looks like. Boston Beanie Ring. Tomato juice, lemon gelatin, catsup (not ketchup), can of baked beans, celery, and pickle relish. It is called a "new variation of an old favorite," but why mess with what isn't broke?
Raspberry Chiffon Royale. Sure, you are thinking what a bubbly shade of pink it is, strategically placed marshmallows, fun and delight in every bite. Would it burst your bubble if you knew the white blobs were egg whites folded gently into the gelatin mixture?
"Cornucopia Salad Bowl is almost too beautiful to eat." Swing and a miss. Not even close. 

While I was creating this, I came up with the title. It is more apt than the original one, Potsal. There were just too many roasts in this book for it not to be included.

1 comment:

  1. I just laughed myself silly reading your hilarious blog. I love your wit and sense of humor, and believe me, it takes a lot to get me to even crack a smile. Who knew antique recipes could be made into entertainment!!!