EPICUREAN DELIGHTS?

If your familiar with the Mistress and this here blog, you'll know and remember my blogger pal and friend Kailyn. We met through our blogs, stayed in touch, and have visited several times on both coasts.  She is after all my Edina to my Patsy. I can't even tell  you how much gin, rum, gin, wine, gin, liqueurs and gin we have sunk. I mean, when we did the Napa Valley, we drank, well, she drank the lovely county vineyards dry!!! Not to mention when she came to New Hope. The poor Raven is still trying to restock the distillery, and the bartends are still nursing their arms and hands from carpal tunnel from shaking cock-a-tails so fast. Anyway.... I was delighted when I heard she was coming east again...we would get caught up and visit my good friend and sister Mame, aka David Dust. But in my angst, I forgot it was Easter weekend and I'd be away out of town at the ancestral home. YOU'D think my Social Director would have caught that right? Well, Kailyn has been sending pictures of her current Life of Riley. She has been enjoying the treasures of the NYC, and being a foodie and a good cook herself, she was enjoying many earthly delights....

This was her room service one day. You know just another afternoon with champagne, caviar and foie gras.

 

But this was her piece de la resistance....

The one thing she kept telling me was,  she was going to Le Bernardin, New York's most celebrated seafood restaurant. If you've come to find out whether Le Bernardin is worth the trip and money, I assume by her enthusiastic picture taking the answer is absolutely YES! But I contained my excitement as I asked where the hell she was dining! Mars? This food may have been good, as I hear from sources she was seen licking the plates clean, but I wasn't feeling it, or didn't ever know what the sam hell she was dining on? But I reckon if she enjoyed it, it was all worth.

 

I mean look at that. And what's that gold thing? Did someone lose a gold filling?

Is it me or does that twig like object look like something from that movie The Thing? But worry not. In between eating she was drinking. The only problem was she couldn't get the stuff down her gullet quick enough....

 

 

In the lounge of the Kimberly Hotel where she had a suite, she was very surprised to see they had a drink called the Mistress.

 

There are drinks named for me all over, not to mention other parts of the hotels, where unmentionable things have gone on........ask anyone for a Bad Influence in New Hope, they will know who it's named after.

GRANDE DAME- JODIE HARSH

 

When it comes to fabulous drag queens, few in the world hold a candle to the gorgeous Jodie Harsh. This English queen rules the nightlife scene in London, and not just because of her stunning looks - she produces music for pop stars, is a majorly accomplished DJ, and has snatched the top spot on dance charts in countries all over the world. In addition, Jodie is the founder of Room Service, a weekday club night that has expanded from London to Ibiza, Tel Aviv, Sydney, Paris, and New York City. This past year she hosted the web series Drag Queen Problems for World of Wonder, answering tough queries from drag queens the world over.  No lip-syncing, no singing, no dancing, no jokes. But if that makes British performer Jodie Harsh sound like she wouldn’t last the first round in, say, a televised search for the next drag superstar, think again.  Harsh is the hottest drag DJ going. Right now Jodie is at a pivotal point in her career, her trajectory headed onward and upward. She is already a judge on the U.K. version of Drag Race, and there’s a publishing deal, with her co-writing with ex-Girls Aloud star Nicola Roberts and Ray of Light producer William Orbit. She doesn’t rule out stepping in front of the mic herself either.

 

 

And while were at it, here she is with part three of the smoldering Room Service series......

FROM THE CANDY SHOP

Since yours truly will be away till Tuesday for the Easter holiday visiting family up at the ancestral home, it appears were all sold out of freshness for the holiday. But do you really think I'd leave you in the lurch? Fear not my sweets, for my ever faithful houseboys are here to surprise and delight you all with their bounty of bulges and mounds. These are the best just desserts we really ever need. And I reckon they are a festive bunch too! My boys are the best there is, personally taste tested and approved by me!

GOOD FRIDAY

 

It's Friday y'all! And I reckon it's time for me to serve round some cock-a-tails!! Will it be coffee,tea,or me??? Or something stronger!!! I am working a half day then heading home for the weekend. Today my co-workers were bestowed upon my Hot Cross Buns I made this week. Of course their all gone already. This was over heard today.

 

Co-worker: What do you have there?

Mistress: Some Hot Crossed Buns for Good Friday. keeps walking to office.

Co-worker #2- What were those he made?

Co-worker #1- His Hot Crossed Buns!

Co-worker #2 I've heard about those...I've wanted a try.

Co-worker #3- Hey everybody, Cruella brought in Hot Crossed Buns!

My boss: What are they spiked with?

 

My reputation precedes me.

HAPPY FRIDAY!!!!!

" I REALLY AM TOO MUCH"

 

Yesterday, March 23rd was Joan Crawford’s birthday. Which one? Well, we’re not quite sure—depending on the source, she was either born in 1905, 1906 or even 1908. Of course it doesn’t really matter—Joan was timeless. Either year, dear Joansy would be over a hundred. I have adored her since I saw the Women. I have never held that temper against her. Can you really blame the woman for beating that annoying brat with a wire hanger? Trust me, an annoying child is the last thing one needs with a good case of OCD and a gin hanger over. Hell, I'd done the same! Where ever you are Joan....HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!

“Send me flowers while I’m alive. They won’t do me a damn bit of good after I’m dead.”

 

“I never go outside unless I look like Joan Crawford the movie star. If you want to see the girl next door, go next door.”

"I need sex for a clear complexion, but I'd rather do it for love."

“Love is a fire. But whether it is going to warm your hearth or burn down your house, you can never tell.”

“Marlon Brando . . . Oh, what was the film [Last Tango in Paris] . . . anyway the nude scene. He’s at least 40 pounds overweight, and I think the only sex appeal he has would be to a meat packer. That’s art?”

"I think that the most important thing a woman can have - next to talent, of course - is her hairdresser."

 

A DOOR INTO SPRING

 

Well , here it is almost Easter already. After all my complaining about leaving the confines of the Casa du Borghese during my winter cocooning, and coming to term with the Snow Queen leaving the throne, I am ready to welcome spring. The Lad got me out and about, and Daddy Warbucks got me outside last weekend, and I must admit it was nice to switch into my blues, lighter leathers and spring gauge sweaters. Time to leave the cashmere behind. I say that sad sort of...it's so damn snuggly and comfortable. But must admit, it was nice to throw up the windows and air out this gin infused joint. Around the grounds, two types of magnolia are blooming already as are some bluebells.

I picked some of the magnolia to bring in...and it only last two days before it wilts....just like some guys I know....

Of course I did my apothecary jars in the festive spring...time for eggs, nest, and rabbits.

This porcelain rabbit was my grandmothers. It's a Lefton. Do you remember these when you were little? I put him under this cloche in a nest.

The Easter postcard is a real one and has post mark of April 10 1908!

This weekend I'll be heading to the ancestral home, so feast your eyes... I made homemade challah bread and a batch of Hot Cross Buns for my ma. I am also making her some English Tea Biscuits too. Can you tell we HATE carbs here? We never give up anything for Lent around here. I thought of giving up meat, but well. Why? I'll just fall off the wagon.

 

Now speaking of buns...excuse me whilst I go bath and lounge for the night...and of course enjoy a lovely gin and tonic.