Thursday, August 30, 2007




Foodies forgive me, but I am weak. I made a dish right off the cover of my Betty Crocker casserole book (copyright 1971) and I liked it.

My dad never liked casseroles so we rarely (if ever) at those growing up. Why do I have a fondness for cream soups and crunchy cornflake toppings?

Perhaps some sort of Freudian answer lies in my subconscious.

2 comments:

Borrego said...

Hahahahaha, I agree, sometimes food out of the box is just plain great.

Mopsie said...

It's a longing for those wonderful things denied to you in your youth (deprived soul that you were).
Truly, you can't go wrong with cream soup, meat and/or starch, and crunchy topping. Yum!