Okay longtime reader- first time writer (just not funny like the rest of you all) BUT had to express my joy at seeing my Grandmother's Tappan Fabulous 400 this morning!(She had the 40 inch model with the retractable heating elements and handy cutting board.) Mary should wish her stove was a cool as my Grandmother's was.
I'm glad I'm not the only one who likes to keep some steaming bowls of Flak around for Holiday visitors. Just mix in some kumquats and Fluffer Nutter and you're all set.
You know what would go well with Mary's introspection (spoiler: she's the girl you gave up for adoption while on one of your early year benders, Mary)?
Why do I get the feeling Mary is mouthing peaceful platitudes, while all the while she is stirring and secretly saying, "Bubble, bubble, toil and trouble...."?
What a trip down memory lane - my mother had a very similar Tappan gas range. One of the burners even had a "brain" (it really was called that) that was supposed to automatically adjust the gas flame under pans. It was not a very trustworthy brain, alas, so it never worked correctly. Unlike Mary, who is always, always correct.
The flak looks very much like what was in Mary's coffee cup a few days ago.
What IS going on with that cooking apparatus? In the first panel, it clearly has the Tappan Fabulous 400 envy going on, but in the second panel it's almost normal. Frankly, I prefer the larger size, and we can only hope there are some salmon squares going in next. For the Buddhist get together she's going to have in her den.
My mom still has the Tappan Fabulous 400 in her Midcentury Modern house! Still works perfectly, and all the chrome sparkles. She's kept it in mint condition because she rarely cooks. I pretty much grew up on salads and hors d'oeuvres.
Mary Worth could never have such a cool sleek thing as the Fabulous 400.
Mary requires a serious oven to cook cookies and tea cups for Thanksgiving. Thanks Elaine for mentioning the all-important salmon squares--those things don't cook themselves!
Focus, Mary, focus! When cooking, you must always remember not to confuse Flak with Kelk! (It's sort of like baking soda vs. baking powder.) You can definitely flak up your recipe if you use the wrong one!!
While Mary is busily thinking in platitudes (does she bore herself as much as she bores us?), the flak monster is rising up out of that pot. Personally, I'd gladly take a break from watching Mary think and follow The Adventures of Flak Monster.
Poor, deeply-caring Mary seems to have the weight of the world on her shoulders. Or maybe it's just the weight of her cupboards. (panel 2)
You may think it's the tallest oven range in the world, but I believe the Tappan Fabulous 400 is bigger.
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"We all share this planet and are connected in some way." Mary Worth is a Buddhist. (I wonder if the Charterstone Board knows.)
Of course Mary is a Buddhist. In fact, only yesterday I saw her at the SR Hot Dog Kart, and she was saying "Make me one with everything."
Meg-7:25...You beat me to that line by 19 minutes!
Actually, the thought of being connected with MW is a little unsettling.
Okay longtime reader- first time writer (just not funny like the rest of you all) BUT had to express my joy at seeing my Grandmother's Tappan Fabulous 400 this morning!(She had the 40 inch model with the retractable heating elements and handy cutting board.) Mary should wish her stove was a cool as my Grandmother's was.
I'm glad I'm not the only one who likes to keep some steaming bowls of Flak around for Holiday visitors. Just mix in some kumquats and Fluffer Nutter and you're all set.
You know what would go well with Mary's introspection (spoiler: she's the girl you gave up for adoption while on one of your early year benders, Mary)?
A nice topping of Kelk.
Why do I get the feeling Mary is mouthing peaceful platitudes, while all the while she is stirring and secretly saying, "Bubble, bubble, toil and trouble...."?
What a trip down memory lane - my mother had a very similar Tappan gas range. One of the burners even had a "brain" (it really was called that) that was supposed to automatically adjust the gas flame under pans. It was not a very trustworthy brain, alas, so it never worked correctly. Unlike Mary, who is always, always correct.
The flak looks very much like what was in Mary's coffee cup a few days ago.
I like that Mary and her steaming pot of gruel both are sharing the same thought bubble.
I also like that Mary has hands of asbestos (panel one) as she takes the covered dish OUT of the oven, sans potholders.
Soon Mary will be describing her ideas and observations of quantum entanglement to us all.
Why does most of what Moy writes sound as if it could come from the banalities found in fortune cookies?
What IS going on with that cooking apparatus? In the first panel, it clearly has the Tappan Fabulous 400 envy going on, but in the second panel it's almost normal. Frankly, I prefer the larger size, and we can only hope there are some salmon squares going in next. For the Buddhist get together she's going to have in her den.
"Why do things that happen to others...move us so much?"
Mary, hon, you're the Queen of the Nosy Busybodies, take a look in the mirror and ask yourself:
"Did I serve the Flak and broccoli casserole the last time Dr. Jeff came to dinner?"
My mom still has the Tappan Fabulous 400 in her Midcentury Modern house! Still works perfectly, and all the chrome sparkles. She's kept it in mint condition because she rarely cooks. I pretty much grew up on salads and hors d'oeuvres.
Mary Worth could never have such a cool sleek thing as the Fabulous 400.
Yes, Mary. We are the world.
I want a Tappan 400!
Please, what is this thing in the Worthiverse called "kelk"?
Alas, my kitchen only would have room for the 30-inch "Debutante" model.
--Beagle Vet
Mary requires a serious oven to cook cookies and tea cups for Thanksgiving. Thanks Elaine for mentioning the all-important salmon squares--those things don't cook themselves!
C'mon Mary, get a move on...my hair is going to be as white as yours if you don't get this storyline launched pretty soon.
Focus, Mary, focus! When cooking, you must always remember not to confuse Flak with Kelk! (It's sort of like baking soda vs. baking powder.) You can definitely flak up your recipe if you use the wrong one!!
While Mary is busily thinking in platitudes (does she bore herself as much as she bores us?), the flak monster is rising up out of that pot. Personally, I'd gladly take a break from watching Mary think and follow The Adventures of Flak Monster.
Poor, deeply-caring Mary seems to have the weight of the world on her shoulders. Or maybe it's just the weight of her cupboards. (panel 2)
Could Emily have been kidnapped by Charley Smith? He is her uncle... it all adds up.
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