Friday, 15 August 2008

Retro Blog Party

Well, really, a girl likes to party.
Polish her nails and pin up her curls. Smooth out her skirts and apply her lipstick.
She must practice her laugh, her smile, her demurring style.
One must attract attention, but not too much attention. We don't need the neighbours talking, you know how they can be.
A gem on the arm of her husband. To be shown off but not be showy.
To practice the art of conversation, if only to encourage others to talk. One must not be seen as overly chatty, that wouldn't do.
To be remembered as confident and clever but still attractively shy.
To be helpful to the host and most of all to not arrive too early or stay too late.
There is an art to polite party attendance and one must adhere to it strictly. At least, women should.

Ah the good old days.

The Happy Sorceress from Dispensing Happiness has sent out the invites for a Retro Blog Party. I may still be recovering from the last one but am eager to return. Last time I had one too many Mad Men brownies and ended up curled up under a kitchen table in Hawaii with Deb's cat.

Luckily for me I have a collection of cookbooks from the early 60's that someone had abandoned in the laundry room of an apartment building that I lived in years ago. They have been sitting in the basement just waiting for an opportunity like this to come around.

For this month's Retro Blog Party I have made Egg Salad Accordions and Bellinis. Good for anytime of night or day and a fine use of my garden tomatoes.

Bellinis were created in Harry's Bar in 1948 by Giuseppi Cipriani and were reportedly inspired by the 15th-century Venetian painter Giovanni Bellini.

In a tall thin glass or Champagne flute, pour a little grenadine. Add one third peach puree and top up with Prosecco or Champagne. Even a Spanish cava would be nice.

The grenadine can be replaced with anything sweet that has a red colour to give the Bellini a rosy glow. Maraschino liqueur, raspberry puree, etc.

Have a great time at the party and please, remember your manners. Try to leave with the person you came with.