Thursday, July 10, 2008

Mary Worth 253

Could it be that Mary Worth has become so accustomed to being taken to dinner by elderly gentlemen, that she has forgotten how to cook? She seems quite confused in her own kitchen. However, I'm sure once she gets back in the swing of things, she won't be able to stop. The sun will rise to find Mary Worth smudged with flour and cocktail sauce, asleep beneath her kitchen table, surrounded by mounds of seafood scampi, pies, frosted cupcakes and noodle casseroles.

[Edited to add this link to a recipe for "seafood scampi")

Today's Full Strip

15 comments:

shandyowl said...

I like Mary's exasperated pose "Oh! Those little rascals have written their names on my wall again!"

Taking into account Mary's recent attire are we to assume that she is wearing Daisy Dukes along with her funky t-shirt?

Eats Shoots And Leaves said...

Today's strip reminds me of "Zippy the Pinhead." Mary feels like eating seafood...and that's today's plotpoint.

Anonymous said...

I'm diggin' the Tee Shirt. Black. I can't think of a woman I've seen who's over 30yrs old wearing a black tee shirt that didn't sport a band name on it and she didn't have a beer can in one hand and a pack of cigaretts along with a lit cigarett in the other.
I'm just sayin...

Anonymous said...

Classy and home crafty!

shandyowl said...

I've said it many times before and I'm going to keep on saying it until Wanders bars me: if Chester the Beagle came back we wouldn't need any of the male characters. He would happily tag along no matter what sort of restaurant Mary wanted to go to and we all know that she would make the staff prop him up on cushions so that he could eat at the table with her. He could easily cover Jeff's shifts at the hospital:
"Mr Abner isn't responding to treatment"
"Woof!"
"You think we should try a wider course of antibiotics? Good boy, Dr Chester, good boy!"

shandyowl said...

And think how cute he would look in scrubs with a little stethoscope round his neck.

Mollie said...

Mary's T-shirt is AWESOME. I hope she's wearing it for the next six months' worth of strips. She looks like the coolest kid at Camp Beverly Hills, ca. 1984! Never have I been so grateful to have access to the colorized version of the daily strip.

Once I finally tore my eyes away from Mary's totally tubular shirt, I spent some time staring at the world's most compact coffeemaker on her countertop. I don't want to ruin the magic, but... Where do you put the grounds?

P.S. I think you mean "smudged with flour." But maybe not. There's no telling what she'll get up to once she gets started...

Anonymous said...

mollie,
I think that's a proto type of the newest thing in coffee brewing. You pour in water with no grounds. Yes it's pointless... just like this whole story line.

Tweeks_Coffee said...

I'd be pretty confused in that kitchen myself. What is going on with that window? Is that a tiny shelf holding two coffee cups?

spike said...

Let's see...Mary's now been dumped by two men [Well, OK, Dr. Jeff is having second thoughts {FOOL!!!}, but how long can that last if Mary refuses to return his calls?] (And wasn't Ron really clever/smooth in the way he went about it?) in as many weeks, and she nonchalantly muses about preparing "seafood scampi" for her evening meal...maybe it's time for Our Heroine to wander over to the Bum Boat, "happen" to see Dr. Jeff, join him for dinner, etc., and this whole dyspeptic interlude henceforth to be totally forgotten by both Jeff and Mary, can be forgotten by all of us?

spike said...

wanders: Is it a co-incidence that one of the "recently review recipes" beneath the one for your Baked Seafood Scampi is, uh, Dumpcake?

No kiddin'!

Some of the recipes viewed in the past few minutes:


EASY THREE CHEESE LASAGNA
DUMPCAKE
BISQUICK FRUIT PIZZA
BASIC PANCAKE BATTER
ZUCCHINI PIE

boojum said...

Thanks for the recipe, wanders. I, like you apparently, needed proof that such a dish indeed exists.

But if any of your fans are thinking of making their very own Baked Seafood Scampi, I suggest they add a step. One where they, you know, bake it. Or something.

As it stands, you've got several pounds of raw seafood sitting in warm, damp carrot goop. "Hmmm. How long do I leave this sitting on the counter before I serve it to the Condo Board...?"

If Toby and the Professor are joining us for dinner, I recommend at least three hours. In the sun.

spike said...

boojum: In a situation where Mary really needs to make "comfort food"--y'know, something like her signature dish-- casserole, she decides to "throw together" something really complicated. I know, everybody always has a few pounds of seafood just sitting in their refrigerators, just waiting to be used for such an emergency...

Anonymous said...

Mary decides to flex her bicep triumphantly whilst waiting for a beaker of hell-spawned worm larvae to gestate on her M C Escher-designed counter top.

Once one or two are inserted into Ron's ear, Mary should have a much easier time exerting her will over him.

Oh, he will like seafood, baby. A lot.

Mollie said...

Good call, anonymous. Mary Worth's coffee-less coffeemaker is the perfect metaphor for Mary Worth's content-less plots. You put in the water, you wait patiently, you listen to it percolate... and, in the end, you're left with exactly what you had at the beginning, warmed but otherwise tasteless and unchanged. The perfect beverage for a nice big helping of dumpcake.