PRE-OSCAR BASH!!!

LUCY!!!

OK. So we had a little party featuring faboo dishes from long gone Hollywood Bistros. And each dish had a film to go with!!!

All dolled-up, the party goers were given three courses (and a lot of wine) and three screenings to coincide with each course.

Oh, joy!

We started with the oh-so heavy Robert Cobb Salad from The Brown Derby. Now, you have never had French Dressing until you've had this. Then, after a 22 min interlude of LUCY (she at the Brown Derby, meeting Bill Holden and Eve Arden), did we proceed onto the next course. Oh, you should have heard us howling with laughter over Miss Ball. She is timeless.

Chasen's Chili is also heavy (like three pounds of chopped beef/pork sirloin to 1/2 lb of pinto beans, topped with cheese, sour cream, and other artery clogging delights) did we move onto the documentary, OFF THE MENU: LAST DAY'S AT CHASEN'S. 90 minutes of sheer pleasure. Mostly brought on by HUGE queen, Raymond Billbool, who grew up in Burma with a pic of Chasen's regular, LIZ TAYLOR, pinned to his wall. Oh! The shanty life! Watch him treat his top boy like the slave he should not be! I would have smacked Billbool down, got a pair of tweezers, and snatched that gnarly bush out of his ears, and pronto. If and when I can remanufacture PEPE'S FLAME OF LOVE, I will let you know. Nothing but vodka and burning orange peel, this drink sounds like a DRINK.

Ed Mc Mahon loves them.

Then dessert.

Now, this featured a Mystery Guest (ala What's My Line), but since the recipe was from a Photoplay Mag from 1934, no one had to fuck up their pasted on lashes or hair dids. I simply played Miss Crawford, serving up a drunken dessert of soaked pineapples, berries, and coffee. The coffee was the sidecar. Then came a NIGHT GALLERY episode with a blind Crawford (as directed by Spielberg) as broad who wants to see for just twelve hours. In the midst of a black out. Those ratz and things were falling out of her 'do, but Crawford is Crawford, and she did her best. Tom Bosley doesn't fare too well, as the loser that gives up his sight for JC, the rich woman who can afford to get Bosley out of debt. Any pain and suffering? Hell, no! That's HIS problem.

In short, it was a grand time.

You should have another of these.......

Soon.