Blogs are useful sometimes. Like when my old university friend Cath-Anne uses it to track me down and let me know she's sort of a scriptwriter den mother on the TV series "Stargate SG-1" and "Stargate: Atlantis." She even has a sort of blog called The Party Divas:
bq. "We are experts in all things girl, and when we don't know who does it best or where you can get it, we know someone who does. Visit the Party Divas to find out what's going on, what's hot and what's just plain fun [in Vancouver]."
I believe it. One of her sidebar entires deserves particular mention:
bq. "You have to read the captions on these Vintage Weight Watcher recipe cards. You'll laugh. You'll laugh s'more. I promise. Utterly hilarious."
Absolutely hilarious, thanks sharing!
I have just eaten what Weight Watchers were pleased to describle as a Beef Hot Pot. It cost $NZ4.
Two points:
1. Of course you would lose weight eating solely this crap. There's is hardly anything of it.
2. The so-called "beef" meal consisted of 75% mashed potato and 10% beef gristle. The rest was an unidentifiable brown sludge inhabited by half a dozen peas and diced carrots who couldn't find themselves into a respectable recipe.
But far from me to deter flabby women from thinking this is the answer to their prayers.
But I wouldn't touch it again with a barge pole. And I'm asking for doctor for tests.