As a new homemaker many, many years ago, I came to my new home with a hope chest of sorts. In it were most the items I'd use to set up my first kitchen. Plates, silverware, glasses, a crock pot ($12 and 3 purchase seals from Premium saltines), a set of pots and pans. No linens for beds, nor towels for the bathroom closets. Only items meant to prepare food and serve it. That's a telling thing, I realize. I even had a collection of recipes carefully saved from several magazines.
One of the saved recipes was from Seventeen magazine for Cheese Souffle. I'd read an account in a Peg Bracken article in one of the women's magazines of a dinner she had to prepare on the fly. Her husband had a business meeting with a man whom he'd invited home for dinner. He called her at noon to give her notice and she went into a dead panic. Peg Bracken's whole line was that she 'hated housework' which she wrote a book about with tongue in cheek. Imagine the declared clutz of housework having a dinner guest by the name of James Beard...Well she pulled together a meal at day's end. On her menu was a baked ham and a Cheese Souffle.





