I’ve shared my thoughts on the old Jell-O recipes, but there’s a recent story I haven’t shared with you…
Recently, at one of our yard sales, I sold a couple of college guys a retro Jell-O cookbook simply because of this firm beliefs that meat-gelatin salads are disgusting — not only that, I also sold him a retro Wilton cake pan in the shape of Winne The Pooh to go with it. That way, he could mix up a batch of some slimy-meat-salad, let it set in the mould, and serve “Pooh Salad.”
Hey, he bought it all; hook, line, and stinker. But as of yet, I’ve no invite to such a dining experience.
By Hedi Slimane.
Just one of Alissa Ross’s plush trophies on the wall — combined with a well-arched eyebrow — and kids might just take you seriously when you tell them to clean their rooms, “or the teddy gets it.”