Peachy Frosteds

I've got a summertime treat straight out of the 70's for you this week!   Check out the attention to detail in this photo of Peachy Frosteds from "Ceil Dyer's Coffee Cookery", published in 1978.  The themed napkins!  The wicker cup holders!  The rough volcanic rocks in the background, like this is the frickin' Playboy Grotto!  I love it!

♫If you like drinking Peachy Frosteds, 
And being surprised by precipitation♫...

Ok, this didn't taste very refreshing, but it wasn't as bad as I originally thought it would be.  I had predicted after my first reading of this recipe that this would taste like a Cough-syrup Colada.  Well, I am woman enough to admit that it doesn't... but I still wouldn't make it a second time.  The peaches are the primary flavour here, and since the recipe calls for canned peaches in syrup, there is a cloying aspect to them that I don't care for.  The recipe could be improved by substituting fresh peaches.  The instant coffee gives the drink a slightly bitter aftertaste, but I don't find that this flavour compliments or balances the peaches... they just compete.  Using a coffee liqueur instead of instant coffee would have added to the overall sweetness of the beverage, but the tastes would blend together a bit better.  I thought this would turn out thicker, with the blended peaches and the ice cream adding texture, but it is actually quite thin and frothy.  I would have enjoyed it more if it was a little thicker ("That's what she said!").  Crushed ice blended in would have done the trick. 

Now, that's just my humble opinion of the Peachy Frosteds.  To see its true potential for disaster, you need to combine questionable food choices with questionable personal choices.  And for that, we must turn to MWSBET Fan Fiction Theatre! (Warning: Probably not appropriate for children!)

Metapost: Judging A Cookbook By Its Cover

I'm heading out of town this weekend, so I won't be posting a recipe.  I know this is a huge disappointment to my vast and loyal fanbase, but so it goes and whatnot.   I don't want to leave you guys pining away for me, though, so I've got a vintage cookbook cover for you to ponder in my absence.


Dudes and Ladies, kindly direct your gaze to the bottom left corner...

Is that...is that slices of avocado floating in cups of tea?!?!   I've looked through the recipes in this book and can't figure out what recipe this picture is supposed to be.  If anyone has any idea what that is, post it in the comments section.  I will judge the best/funniest comment on Friday, July 23rd.  The winner will receive a shiny "FTW" award* and the runner-up will receive the ever-so-slightly less shiny "WTF" award*.


That's all I've got!  See you next week!


*Legal boilerplate and such:  These awards only exist on the internets, but you'll totally have the satisfaction of knowing your comment is the very bestest of them all.
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July 24, 2010 - UPDATE: No comments, No Winner!  :-(
Okay, I think maybe I've jumped the gun a little bit here.  Maybe I shouldn't attempt a comment contest until I've been around for more than a few weeks and accumulated a larger following.  Or any following.  Oh well.   When I consider the number of websites and blogs where I lurk and never comment, this isn't so surprising.  Anyhow, to all 3 of my loyal, but painfully shy readers, I say this:  feel free to comment on the site any time you wish!  I promise to reserve all of my mockery and snark for the terrible food I'm making and not unleash it upon your comments!

Pickle-Peanut Butter-Egg Spread

Um... in what world do hard-boiled eggs and peanut butter work together?

I've been pretty drained by the heat this week, so this is a short post and a short recipe...

Ham Banana Rolls with Cheese Sauce

I don't want to know what Freud would say about this dish...

When I started looking through my recipe books, I knew I'd have to try this one.  Surely, no one would dare to combine ham, mustard, bananas, and cheese into one oddly phallic appetizer unless it was secretly delicious, right?  Surely the Homemakers Research Institute would not be so cruel!