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period, seems like 300 years ago now. Hopefully the second part and the rest of text will fit your screen, I know it's annoying scrollling side to side. Unfortunately, if I shrink the above, text will be too small. Once the page is stretched it, stays that way.
What a hoot that turned out to be. Comments with orders and reorders ranged from, "People have to eat, somebody has to cook," to "Thank you for relieving a lifetime of guilt over frozen vegetables." The latter coming from a lady in her 80s. After the article appeared Sunday, something like 90 orders showed up overnight. Tuesday it was around 100 more and so it went for almost a week. That was just peachy except I ran out of books. After first running off a test-batch of Xerox copies for friends and family, I thought having 500 printed would hold me a while. The whole experience was truly amazing, especially considering I had not a clue what I was doing writing a book in the first place. I'd sent a copy after one of Grimes' Household Klutz articles about being home alone with only a can of tuna and ketchup. "Please make me famous so I can hire someone to cook for me." I nearly died when he called asking for an interview. Ah, the good old days when I thought newspapers printed facts and editors were god-like. Ha, ha very funny. Shows what a little self-promo can do anyway. For the next round, I allowed myself the luxury of having it typeset, with better paper and a nicer cover. The original Up Against the Kitchen Wall eventually morphed into eight edits and reprints until it quietly faded away, back burner so to speak, several years ago. Dang thing won't rest in peace though - still get requests, even with most of it is scattered around older Web pages. I probably will get around to resurrecting it ... after I finish up a new one, "Good Goop" which was clipping right along when the world and my priorities changed 9-11. That idea come about after coping with so-called fully-equipped kitchens in the temp housing provided when Bub goes to school for work. "Good Goop" tips and recipes are for anyone away from home (or left at home in such cases). Restaurants get old as a steady diet and certainly there are more entertaining ways to spend the food allowance saved. Ongoing research perfecting the ultimate hash brown pizza is featured, as well as plenty of one-skillet and other one-dish concoctions - standards and quite a few not-so average. Cooking for yourself means never having to say you're sorry. Let me know if you'd like publication notification: MarthaJones1@aol.com, please use subject line: cookbook. In the meantime, the condensed version of UATKW, Holiday Lifestyles of the Culinarily Inept, is available by mail order @ $6. each or three for $15. which includes postage to one address. Make checks payable to Martha Jones, 11469 Olive Blvd. #236, St. Louis, MO, 63141. Money back guarantee, comes in a plain brown wrapper.
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More links below, had to squeeze this in first. Taken when I "won" a newspaper recipe contest in AZ. By "won" I mean it was basically a gimme. The contest was new and not a whole lot of people were participating. Had just done an interview about my dating service, the cookbook popped into the conversation. I do wish the pic was sharper and in color, you could see the hideous green stove. Such a clever pose don'tcha think - fighting off boiling water. The "Sinfully delicious" recipe was Sin-in-a-Pan, and it really is. It's in the book or you can look for it about halfway down the page here: http://members.aol.com/AltMartha/trueconfessions.index.html OOOps, another bad quality ... well hell, they're old, I'm old - this was way back BC (before computer).
The reporter dubbed Lib the Furry Muse. I guess she was, always supervising anyway. At least she never argued about her column in the singles directory or a variety of future publications. Diary of a Mad Politically Incorrect
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