Oy. Forget the eye makeup - every time we go into Mary's kitchen my vertigo gets worse and worse.
That's apparently a conventional range, which must mean that Mary kneels down in order to place, reverentially, whatever revolting glop it is she's cooking. Which means she has her elbows on the oven door. Let's just hope she didn't preheat...
Either Mary has a very tall stove, or there's a deep sag in her kitchen floor. Probably the latter, given the views we've seen of the Charterstone complex tilting toward starboard.
The bags under Mary's eyes attest to the concentration she put into the construction of that enormous salmon/kelk loaf studded with carrots (or maybe orange Necco wafers).
I really don't get what the red thing is that's sitting next to Mama Kinley - her favorite trash can, perhaps? Or the urn holding her dear departed hubby's ashes? Whatever it is, it certainly isn't improving her mood...
Obviously, Mary has been up all night/week, practicing her Meatloaf a l'Orange recipe. Remember how vigilant she is about practicing (witness her sessions with John Dill and the cake and tin-carrying). She is now haggard and sleep-deprived as she checks on the latest attempt with darkly circled eyes.
Will Elinor Kinley be worth all of this effort? Will Beth Kinley provide her with some networking contacts for her secretly written Advice & Platitudes For A Full And Gracious Life Book? Will Mr. Allora ever fix the ever-deepening sinkhole in her kitchen?
Done with chewing a massive hole in Mary's kitchen floor, the termite colony brazenly crosses her ceiling towards the cupboard for a dessert of high-fiber Kelk.
Did Mary and Aunt May, er, Mama Kinley have a throw down, or is Mary just sporting her hussy eye-makeup in anticipation of guests?
I think we do know why mama Kinley is so bitter--she's still upset that her twin Mary was adopted from the orphanage and she was left there on her own until the age of 18. Harsh.
Doesn't Mary have a large open kitchen? So why is she backing up on a bookshelf when she opens the oven? Maybe the walls are moveable when she has company.
@Elaine, the red thing is a single bed with a red coverlet as drawn by a fourth grader making her first stab at drawing in perspective. I think it looks like a thickly-fringed cushion on top of a child's wooden chair.
That range is not well designed at all. Note the position of the knobs so close to the opening. For starters, they probably prevent the over door from closing properly, resulting in poor temperature control. Also, the heat escaping from the oven probably takes a toll on the knobs themselves, warping them and making them hard to move.
It's a wonder Mary can produce anything close to edible wit hthat thing! Oh, haha, I just made myself laugh!
Hi again everyone! Ok, well I 100%quit reading Mary Worth halfway through the one-armed guy plot. (I became as grumpy as Elinor Kinley's face with the whole Dawn and Wilbur shiprwreck ripoff thing and it just got worse and worse.) One day, though, my son asked me if I'd been reading the Mary Worth cake contest story and I said "no". But hmmm...my interest WAS piqued a little again by that, so I peeked. I saw the "winning" pepto bismal cake right at the very end. I laughed my head off. So...like a bad penny, I think I'm back now. And now I want to know why Mary is using Chin Napkin as a hotpad, and why she has opted NOT to make her "world famous" vegetable toureen (sp?)? Also, Elinor looks a bit like my ninth grade English teacher who was also a grump.
The excitement continues with Elinor putting on a sweater she was already wearing and Beth waving a brush in front of her head and then putting on black lipstick!!
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Oy. Forget the eye makeup - every time we go into Mary's kitchen my vertigo gets worse and worse.
That's apparently a conventional range, which must mean that Mary kneels down in order to place, reverentially, whatever revolting glop it is she's cooking. Which means she has her elbows on the oven door. Let's just hope she didn't preheat...
Either Mary has a very tall stove, or there's a deep sag in her kitchen floor. Probably the latter, given the views we've seen of the Charterstone complex tilting toward starboard.
The bags under Mary's eyes attest to the concentration she put into the construction of that enormous salmon/kelk loaf studded with carrots (or maybe orange Necco wafers).
I really don't get what the red thing is that's sitting next to Mama Kinley - her favorite trash can, perhaps? Or the urn holding her dear departed hubby's ashes? Whatever it is, it certainly isn't improving her mood...
Charterstone Fight Club!!!!!
Elaine - I think the red thing is her bedspread - However, that's not saying hubby's ashes aren't under the pillow.
@fauxprof at 8:25 AM, those are slices of kelk kielbasa studding the glop casserole. This is Mary's nod to ethnic cuisine.
@Anonymous 8:54 - you are so right, thank you! In the funhouse we know as Charterstone, the perspective completely threw me...
Oh yum...a loaf of bread surrounded by Nilla wafers.
You'd be a bit harsh too if you were forced to sleep in a chihuahua-sized bed.
Obviously, Mary has been up all night/week, practicing her Meatloaf a l'Orange recipe. Remember how vigilant she is about practicing (witness her sessions with John Dill and the cake and tin-carrying). She is now haggard and sleep-deprived as she checks on the latest attempt with darkly circled eyes.
Will Elinor Kinley be worth all of this effort? Will Beth Kinley provide her with some networking contacts for her secretly written Advice & Platitudes For A Full And Gracious Life Book? Will Mr. Allora ever fix the ever-deepening sinkhole in her kitchen?
Done with chewing a massive hole in Mary's kitchen floor, the termite colony brazenly crosses her ceiling towards the cupboard for a dessert of high-fiber Kelk.
Did Mary and Aunt May, er, Mama Kinley have a throw down, or is Mary just sporting her hussy eye-makeup in anticipation of guests?
I think we do know why mama Kinley is so bitter--she's still upset that her twin Mary was adopted from the orphanage and she was left there on her own until the age of 18. Harsh.
Doesn't Mary have a large open kitchen? So why is she backing up on a bookshelf when she opens the oven? Maybe the walls are moveable when she has company.
@Not the Cake, well, we know the walls are moveable... as well as the counters, cupboards, stove, oven, windows and table.
@Elaine, the red thing is a single bed with a red coverlet as drawn by a fourth grader making her first stab at drawing in perspective. I think it looks like a thickly-fringed cushion on top of a child's wooden chair.
The art in Mary Worth is used as a diagnostic tool. If the scenery makes sense then there is something wrong. More effective than a MRI
That range is not well designed at all. Note the position of the knobs so close to the opening. For starters, they probably prevent the over door from closing properly, resulting in poor temperature control. Also, the heat escaping from the oven probably takes a toll on the knobs themselves, warping them and making them hard to move.
It's a wonder Mary can produce anything close to edible wit hthat thing! Oh, haha, I just made myself laugh!
Hi again everyone! Ok, well I 100%quit reading Mary Worth halfway through the one-armed guy plot. (I became as grumpy as Elinor Kinley's face with the whole Dawn and Wilbur shiprwreck ripoff thing and it just got worse and worse.) One day, though, my son asked me if I'd been reading the Mary Worth cake contest story and I said "no". But hmmm...my interest WAS piqued a little again by that, so I peeked. I saw the "winning" pepto bismal cake right at the very end. I laughed my head off. So...like a bad penny, I think I'm back now. And now I want to know why Mary is using Chin Napkin as a hotpad, and why she has opted NOT to make her "world famous" vegetable toureen (sp?)? Also, Elinor looks a bit like my ninth grade English teacher who was also a grump.
Loving the guesses of what Mary's baking:
enormous salmon/kelk loaf studded with carrots (or maybe orange Necco wafers)
slices of kelk kielbasa studding the glop casserole
a loaf of bread surrounded by Nilla wafers
Meatloaf a l'Orange
My first thought was "kitty litter and handballs".
Mmmm! Rosated roadkill Beagle...
Vicki....such blasphamy. Chin Napkin would never lower himself to the indignity of serving as an oven mitt. The thought alone burns him up.
Mary- if you think Mother Kinley is harsh now, wait until she tastes your cooking!
The excitement continues with Elinor putting on a sweater she was already wearing and Beth waving a brush in front of her head and then putting on black lipstick!!
...And now Mary Worth has returned the favor and driven her hand deep into Mother Kinley's chest!!!
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