Lucy has Ricky, Wilma has Fred, Adam had Eve, Pioneer Woman has Marlboro Man and I, yes I have Jello Man!
It all began one fateful Sabbath morn we sat on the same pew at church and as we gazed at each other, “we knew that it was much more than a hunch.” Where more appropriate to meet than Church? Church is where Jello jiggles in all it’s glory. Just consider all the church potlucks or carry-in’s or whatever you choose to call them. Jello certainly takes center stage. Ours was a whirl-wind romance. He quickly swept me off my feet. Soon after we met, we knew that it was true love.
“There have been five great kisses… (one of them was our first kiss) and the precise rating of kisses is a terribly difficult thing, often leading to great controversy,” but ours left no room for comparison. Our love is sweeter than Jello.
You Had Me at Jell-O
Early on in our relationship, my man quoted the following Shakespear poem to me: ”If I could write the beauty of your eyes and in fresh numbers number all your graces, the age to come would say, ‘This poet lies; such heavenly touches ne’er touched earthly faces.’” Oh, oh I think I’m melting! Five kids later he still recites it to me. Am I lucky or what? Take that Marlboro Man!
My Jello Man is a super-hero like none other. He swims through shark infested waters to get me a lemonade. He jumps tall buildings in a single bound. He slays dragons each and every day for us. And yes, he will make sure that no one comes between kids and delicious Jell-O snacks! After 15 years of marriage and five kids, my man still makes my heart quiver. In fact, he is making me jiggle with joy right now as he unloads the dishwasher and takes out the trash. How do I love him? I could never count the ways.
Now Go and Have Some Jello Joy!
I Guess Robin Wears an "R" in Case He Forgets His Secret Identity
Ok, I have been remiss, every popular character must have a sidekick: Batman and Robin, Sherlock Holmes and Watson, Laverne and Shirley, Fred Flintstone and Barney Rubble, Lucy Ricardo and Ethel Merts. I have mine in the very able Eunice. She is in fact my sister and when it comes to Jello, she can deffinately hold her own.
Jello Girl and Eunice
She is also the perennial favorite Jello maker when it comes to extended family dinners at her In-Laws. She is often asked, “how do you do it? How do you make this amazing Jello?” And I admit, there are not many people in the world that can represent Jello like Eunice and Jello Girl. There are long hidden secrets that we and we only are prepared to divulge to the waiting American masses. We are the new Jello superheros, or more appropriately super-heroines. We will take the world by jiggly Jello storm.
Wikipedia describes superheros as having extraordinary powers, abilities and relevant skills. We have those extraordinary Jello making powers and abilities. Our skills are fine tuned weapons of Jello making prowess. We are a new kind of Wonder Woman.
What about you? What can you do with Jello? Now, go make a little Jello Joy!
In 1904 Jello girl made her entrance onto the advertising stage of America. Just a little over 100 years later, it is time for an updated image don’t you think? I mean America needs a new Jello Girl! Never fear, I am here. I feel duty-bound to step into that roll. I am willing to take on that weighty responsibility. I will take Jello to the world in a way never done before.
A gelatin ad once stated that the “transparency [of Jello] is proof of it’s purity.” When Jello Girl entered the public eye, Jello girl represented this purity.
In a world where products are sold by scantily clad women and a sex sells era, we need to hearken back to a cleaner image. We need to turn this iniquitous world around.
Jello is our answer as pointed out by a 1928 cookbook: Jell-O brings dozens of answers. Not just one or two, but dozens!
With 300 million boxes sold every day, there is nothing that can reach the hearts of the American public like a quivering bowl of green Jello. What better person to be Jello Girl than a non-smoking, non-drinking, never tried drugs, un-tatooed Mormon? Again, never fear I am here. I will be your JELLO GIRL! Now go Celebrate Jello Week with a little Jello Joy!
Isn’t it interesting how times change? In the 30′s hats, gloves and clutch purses were popular. In the 40′s we had page boy haircuts and full skirts. The 50′s brought ponytails and beehives. In the 60′s we saw mini skirts and bell bottoms. In the 70′s there were leisure suits and platform shoes. You get my point. Isn’t it weird that food is fadish as well? I mean does anyone eat stewed prunes anymore? Most kids today have never even seen a jar of molasses. Does anyone take the trouble to make petit fours anymore? Chinese, Italian, Mexican food all had it’s time in the limelight with a plethora of cookbooks, but now it is ordinary. Everyone knows how to make spaghetti or enchilladas. Then came Thai food. What is it now? I don’t know. I guess I am not feeling the pulse on that one, but let’s talk about congealed salads. I mean they were big in the 30′s. They appealed to the depression era housewife that wanted to stretch her food dollar. What could be better than morphing leftover tuna into another meal with the help of Jello? We often see a comeback of fashion fads. My son’s hair looks strikingly similar to the Beatles or the boys pictured in the New Joys of Jell-O cookbook published in the 70′s. What about food fads? Why don’t we see a comeback of food fads? We are in a economic crisis right now. So I can’t help thinking that it would be most appropriate for the congealed salad to make it’s appearance in the limelight once again. The economic tide is about to turn. Ladies pull out those recipe books gathering dust in your mother, grandmother and great-grandmother’s cupboards. We can make a difference in these hard times. Obama we can turn things around. ”Yes we can!” We need look no further than Jello. Let’s see what we can do with the congealed salad. Now go have a little Jello Joy!
Today was a big day. I sent for several luscious vintage Jello cookbooks in the mail and they have arrived. I have been absorbed in perusing the pages. I know what you are thinking. How can she be a Jello goddess if she doesn’t already have the goods? Well let me tell you, to be a true Jello goddess you must be able to make a divine Jello salad- any flavor- without a recipe. I can; can you? Oh, I do have a few Jello cookbooks of a later date and I am familiar with my Mom’s Joys of Jello cookbook and The New Joys of Jello cookbook; however, there must be atleast a hundred more I would like to get my hands on- vintage stuff. So today, my Jello collection has increased by 8. I even ordered Lime Jello Marshmallow Cottage Cheese Surprise sheet music. I’ll save that blog for another day. Today my thoughts are swimming in Jellied India Relish, Spicy Beet Jello with Bacon Grill, Rice and Fish Loaf Jello recipes and the like. Well, go to it. Go see what you can do with Jello on your own, no recipes allowed and send me your Jello Joy results!
Ok, a little background here, I am the queen of Jello. It’s true. I live in what Wikepedia calls the Jello belt. I am a Mormon. I grew up eating Jello and still eat it on a regular basis and I am not talking about only for dessert. No, to be a true Jello conniosseur you must eat Jello as a salad with your dinner. And to all you who balk at this, I say why not? Just stop and think about the vegetables you eat at dinner; the high calorie salad dressing that you drown your salad greens in; the salt and high fat butter that you slop over your green beans.
Speaking of dinner, Sunday family dinner is a regular ritual in my family. We often have 30 people. Grandma, Grandpa, brothers, sisters, nieces, nephews, great nephews, cousins, friends and often friends of friends. Everyone contributes a dish to the meal and of course Jello must be present. When I was younger and my brother Dudley and his wife Nell were assigned Jello, he of course had to add a little mystic to the meal. They would mix two kinds of Jello and see if anyone could guess what it was. Weird, I know, but Dudley always liked to add a little humor to life. He was also know to hide an object such as a raisin or nut in the Jello.
Now that I am married, we rotate family dinner. My family one week and my husband’s family the next week. My assignment is almost always Jello. I told you, I am the Jello queen- I make one mean Jello. That being said, I must admit, I have not tried my hand at delights such as Spanish Tuna Salad featuring lemon Jello with diced tomato, cucumber and of course tuna or Molded Ham and Egg Jello which is also prepared with lemon Jello. We are fruit and Jello people. I feel compelled to confess, I have never tasted a vegetable or meat mingled with Jello. That is all about to change. Follow along for some Jello Joy!