I baked two apple pies this evening because we are having friends over tomorrow to celebrate “Thanksgiving”. (We celebrate on Saturday because we don’t get the Thursday off here in Austria because Austria is not America — at least not yet. And vice-versa.)
Imagine my surprise when I took the second pie out of the oven and saw that it clearly wore the face of Buddy Hackett.
(Click on small pie picture to get a big picture.)
(Click here for a small pop-up image of Buddy Hackett.)(It’s quite small, so if you have a lot of windows open on your monitor it might be hard to find when it pops up.)
If you can’t see the resemblance right away, be patient. Stare gaze at the pie for as long as it takes to see Buddy Hackett’s face.
And turn your speakers to 10!!!
That pie is so Buddy Hackett. It speaks to me. In a slightly lisping sort of bark.
(I got to spend a couple hours on the phone with Mr. Hackett, a very long time ago, as an extended respite from a market research project I was doing for his bank. He was a nice guy. His wife was really incredibly sweet, too.)
I’m making the cranberry sauce (fresh berries, fresh squeezed orange juice, cardamom pods, mmm) this year. Unless we jet off to Newcastle in the next couple days for a family emergency or funeral. Which could happen. I wonder if they’d let me bring frozen cranberry sauce on the plane.
Gotta sell it on eBay…you’ll be rich rich rich!
Just don’t let it age for ten years like that foolish cheese sammich.
Did I ever tell you my buddy hackett story?
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Miracle in Austria
It’s truly a miracle. In the birthplace of all modern pastry, and the nation that truly sits atop of the…
Served with ice cream – Buddy a la mode. Festive!
Gee, everyone has a Buddy Hackett story but me. My mom got her sweater stuck on a button of Buddy Hackett’s jacket at the airport in Reno back when she was a young model.
Somehow she managed to explain it to my dad.
No, wait, that was Lou Costello.
Lou Costello is my father? Who’s on first?
Which reminds me, have you heard that “Who’s on first”-style exchange between “Bush” and “Condoleezza” comedy routine?
Wheels within wheels…
The trick is to dig between the palm trees that form the shape of a W, are there a lot of Palm trees in Austria?
Eh, we ate it. It was okay.
Now to find those palm trees.