And of course every dish she is serving with her BEER is sure to spoil in the bright SUN. But who careths because you can have a bri-excuse me - bright pupply, I mean bubbly glass of BEER!
I'm suddenly feeling the urge to make a Party Pie! (A bit of fabulous gluttony, topped with Swiss cheese, and baked in a pastry shell. You *must* know what I'm talking about here, right? If not, I'll send instructions...)
And I'll take a bubbly glass of beer while I'm getting that recipe!
AtStirred, Straight Up, with a Twist, it helps to remember that it is permanently 1962 (give or take a decade); and that the problems of the real world can be solved with a touch of glamour and a dash of style.
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OMG, that's hysterical! Irene is playing hostess just like she did in "The Awful Truth"!!
ReplyDeleteI guess I'm no "Irene Dunn". I always prefer my ripple wrapped in a plain brown bag...
ReplyDeleteThat is a very big pineapple
ReplyDeleteAnd of course every dish she is serving with her BEER is sure to spoil in the bright SUN. But who careths because you can have a bri-excuse me - bright pupply, I mean bubbly glass of BEER!
ReplyDeleteI'm suddenly feeling the urge to make a Party Pie! (A bit of fabulous gluttony, topped with Swiss cheese, and baked in a pastry shell. You *must* know what I'm talking about here, right? If not, I'll send instructions...)
ReplyDeleteAnd I'll take a bubbly glass of beer while I'm getting that recipe!
She looked splendid beeing 62 years old!
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