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Today's vintage cookbook is Betty Crocker's Good and Easy Cook Book (sixth edition,) 1954. 

Betty Crocker's Good and Easy Cookbook (sixth edition, 1954.)
Image: 1954 edition of Betty's GOOD and EASY.

There were a lot of fascinating lunch choices in this particular volume, including a "quick potato soup" recipe that called for 1/2 cup packaged instant mashed potatoes and no other potatoes. Like, I could understand the instant mashed potatoes as thickener, but apparently that's all the potato you get in this soup. I may have to try it sometime, just for the WTF lolz. We actually have instant potato flakes around because we mistakenly thought we might need them for something other than lefse during the pandemic.

Likewise, there was an interesting opening to the lunch section in which the terms "lunch," "dinner," and "supper" were discussed. 

lunch or dinner?
Image: opening discussion about what the hell the midday meal is called. 

This fascinated me because in my family, specifically whenever I ate my noontime meal at my Grandma Morehouse's house, it was often referred to as dinner. I have strong memories of a fairly big meal and that sometimes, if he could, my grandpa would walk home from his job at Trane Company and the whole family (such as it was, with a grand daughter instead of the now-grown-up kids) would eat while listening to Paul Harvey on the radio. But, most people called that meal lunch and then ate dinner at night. I was always confused about why some people said it "Breakfast, dinner, supper," or "Breakfast, lunch, and dinner." 

The internet is uncertain if this is a regional divide or if it was a thing said on farms versus cities or if it's a relic of the 1800s, early 1900s.  I don't care quite enough to dig deeper into this matter, but I'd love to know what was/is said around your house. 

At any rate, Shawn and I decided to try Betty's Mac 'n Cheese because it was deeply innocuous. Plus, it is yet-another rainy day here in St. Paul, and so a baked noodle thing sounded pretty darned delicious. 

The recipe, as written, goes like this:

OLD-FASHIONED MACARONI AND CHEESE

4 cups cooked macaroni
2 tablespoons of butter, cut in pieces
1 1/4 cups, cubed sharp cheese
1/2 teaspoon of salt
1/4 teaspoon of pepper
2 eggs, beaten
3 cups of milk

Heat oven to 350 degrees. Combine macaroni, butter, cheese, and seasonings. Place in greased 1 1/2 quart baking dish. Combine eggs and milk; pour over macaroni. Sprinkle with paprika or buttered crumbs. Bake 40 to 50 minutes. Six servings.

Obviously, Shawn and I weren't going to need this much for just the two of us, so I cut everything in half. Otherwise, I decided to follow the recipe without embellishment. 

Macaroni and Cheese, old-style
Image: macaroni and cheese, which is clearly just a cheese soufflé with noodles...

Once again, this was not actually very spicy, but it was, in point of fact, oddly comforting on a gray, rainy day.
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We got a note from Mason's school on Thursday reporting that some kids had come down with something that might have been Swine Flu... well, wouldn't you know it? Friday night Mason is sick with ALL the Swine Flu symptoms: headache, chills, fever, cough, sore throat and fatigue. So, even though he has recovered very quickly, he will be spending the next five days home with me. And, any of you who hung out with me (or Mason) over the past few days... check your symptoms!! And stay home if you need to!!!!

In other, much more fun news, on Saturday, I went to a car auction and we bought a new car!! It's a 2002 Ford Taurus, blue, flexible fuel, with an amazing 76,000 miles on it (which is sublooper* for us. We rarely get used cars with less than 100K.) The price was right within our price range (and if I am a carrier of Swine Flu a zillon people were infected by me.) Actually, according to Steve, the guy I went with, it was actually not very crowded for a car auction. The auction part was very exciting. There was a professional auctioneer and crowd "handlers" and everything. I got kind of wound up during the bidding although Steve and I had strategized about when and how to stop bidding. We were going to stop at a certain price, which I did, and the car seemed to go to two people who were tied. The auctoneer decided to open the bidding up again, and one guy dropped out. I raised the pice spontaneously (by $100) and the other guy bailed. Sold! To number 16! Ack, me??? Yes, me!!!

It's a great little car, though. If Mason wasn't axious for me to get playing som Insanaquarium I'd tell you all about it. The most exciting thing is that we are actually replacing our old Taurus before it dies. Something we've NEVER done before. I feel so grown up.

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* Subplooper is Mason's new word, which he describes as follows: "Adjective, super-dooper."

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