Oh, you’ll be talked about, all right. And you know what they’re going to be saying about you?
“Boy, Sally sure is obsessed with that Reddi-Wip! Can you keep her away from me for a minute? I really, really don’t want any on my Brussels sprouts.”
Sally is all tuckered out from Thanksgiving. I guess that’s her excuse. She’s been up since 6 am fighting with a turkey’s innards. She’s been chopping and slicing and dicing and baking. And now – now you’re all going to pay!
Reddi-Wip must go on everything. You have a piece of cake or pie? It’s going to get a blast from Sally’s magic can. And you folks over there, the slowpokes who are still chowing down on stuffing and mashed potatoes and turkey wings? Guess what you’ve got coming to you!
So talk all you want. Sally knows just what you need. And you’re lucky she isn’t doing any face painting with it. Yet.
Happy Thanksgiving! And watch out for Sally and her Dessert Sensations.
[From Life, November 22, 1943.]
And many thanks to my friend Heidi, who presides over the wonderful kitschenfeast, for the Kreativ Blogger award!