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by Robrt L. Pela
I know. I promised a Jell-O recipe this week. But indulge me a little here, while I share with you another absolutely terrifying photograph from The New Joys of Jell-O. I’ll make it up to you next week, I promise.
Meantime, check it out: Someone, circa 1967, has planned her wedding reception menu around Jell-O. I wonder how long this marriage lasted?
Also: Are those glasses of champagne for toasting the bride filled with Jell-O shots? What’s that big, ribbed, white concoction in the foreground? And how come the only wedding guest appears to be the bride’s daughter?
Next week: A recipe for Ring Around the Fruit Mold. I swear.
