Screenland (May-Oct 1930)

108 SCREENLAND SUMMER RECIPES — Continued from page 95 recipes below, for the convenience of readers who would like to try them. Most of them are my mother's, ones that are tried and proven favorites in our family." PERFECTION FRUIT SALAD V2 package gelatine 1 pint boiling water y2 cup cold water 1 cup sugar VS» cup fruit juices 2 cups finely chopped apples 1 cup shredded pineapple y2 cup chopped cherries 1 orange chopped fine Yz cup nut meats Soak gelatine in cold water two minutes, add fruit juices, boiling water, sugar, and strain. Place in refrigerator and when jelly begins to set, add remaining ingredients. Serve on lettuce with mayonnaise. POTATO SALAD ? good sized potatoes 3 large tomatoes 5 hard boiled eggs 2 cucumbers chopped into cubes y% onion chopped very fine Boil the potatoes and when cold dice. Add the tomatoes, cucumbers, eggs and onion thinly sliced to the potatoes. Add enough mayonnaise to moisten. Add salt and paprika to ■ taste. AVACADO SANDWICHES 1 large avocado 1 loaf bread y2 lemon Chop avocado very fine. Mash to a paste, then add juice of lemon, salt and pepper to taste. Spread on thin slices of buttered bread and cut into long narrow strips. Mayonnaise may be added to the paste, if desired. NEW PEAS AND POTATOES iy2 lb. peas iy2 lb. new potatoes 2 tablespoons butter 2 tablespoons flour 1 pint milk Boil vegetables separately until done. Add a fourth teaspoon sugar to the water in which peas are boiled. To make the sauce, put butter in a pan and melt. Add flour and stir until smooth; add milk and continue stirring until there are no lumpsAdd peas and potatoes to sauce and let simmer until thoroughly heated. Sprinkle with paprika and serve. MACAROON BISQUE 1 pint sweet cream 2 dozen macaroons % cup pulverized sugar Whip cream very stiff. Add the macaroons, pulverized, then the sugar. Put in a dish and place in the frigidaire. Turn on extreme cold until the bisque begins to freeze, then turn to ordinary cold. FRUIT PUNCH 6 oranges 3 lemons 3 grapefruits y2 pint tea 1 large can crushed pineapple 1 pint concentrated grape juice 4 cups sugar 1 pint chipped ice Mix fruit juices, tea, crushed pineapple and sugar with chipped ice. The sugar mixes better if dissolved with a little hot water and cooled before adding it to the punch. Place punch in refrigerator until ready to serve. FORE! "FOLLOW THRU" LOCATION — Continued from page 57 cured her of being afraid or not. Evi' dently she decided that her words would fall upon sympathetic ears for she completed her sentence She happened to meet a lady who told her, one time when she said how she suffered from stage fright, that if she would just realize before she went on the stage that she was only a channel for God's expression of joy she would lose all sense of self-consciousness. "I took the advice seriously and used to stop a moment before I went on and closing my eyes would think, 'now God is making people happy through me.' Then I'd caper about and have the time of my life because I never thought that I, myself, was doing anything. The idea relieved me of all reresponsibility and I did much better work. And people laughed and seemed to be enjoying themselves and I loved it, too. I do the same thing in pictures, and really I don't think I could act at all if I didn't say my little prayer, because pic tures frighten me. I'll get used to them, though." I suppose Zelma will be razzed by her friends because she told me this but I'm going to pass it on because it is a beautiful thought and one that will help anyone, if they try it out, no matter whether they are scrubbing floors or building cathedrals. And because she is sincere I'm sure she will know how to handle the razzing if she gets any. She told me another thing she used to do when she was a little girl to help her through the tiresome tasks we have all been called upon to perform when play seems so much more attractive — namely, helping mother. She turned everything into a game. "Mother was very particular about having things tidy and I liked them that way, too, only it was such a nuisance to spend time putting things in order. So I used to play that the forks were ladies and the knives gentlemen and the tea' spoons children. The table-spoons and soup spoons were the grandparents, and all these people had their own rooms and had to be kept separately. And it became a lot of fun." Which may be a very happy thought for some other little girl who finds washing and wiping and putting away the dinner dishes an uninspiring thing to do. It was just pathetic what that moving picture company did to the El Mirador! It was nothing for five or six grips to scale the walls and look for a spot to plant their reflectors, mike booms, or even camera platforms. Every graceful turret of the hotel was commandeered for this purpose sooner or later. And oh, how hot it was! Terrible, dry, throbbing heat, for it was about the tag-end of the season when the temperature becomes unendurable. I looked up at one grip who had been sitting in the broiling sun balancing a reflector for about an hour. He was fat, and not too young, and the expression of disgust on his face was a comical sight. I'll bet he wouldn't have given a nickel for the whole moving picture business at that moment. But what a break for the hotel guests! There they were getting a free look at movies in the making — a thing no amount of money or pleading would have given them the chance to do in Hollywood. Only a favored few are admitted through the sacred portals of the studio. Out here they stood in crowds and feasted their eyes on Nancy Carroll, Buddy Rogers, Thelma Todd, and laughed at the capers of Zelma O'Neal, Margaret Lee, Eugene Pallette and Don Tompkins. Margaret Lee and Don supplied the juvenile humor while Zelma and Eugene were more sophisticated, and you'll laugh plenty over the four of them. Your old friend Claude King plays Nancy's father in this, and told us about the first time he ever met Maurice Stiller who, as you all know, is responsible for bringing Greta Garbo to our shores. Stiller had sent for Mr. King, but after he had been ushered into the director's presence Stiller was busy writing and took no notice of him for several minutes. Well, Claude isn't high-hat, but aside from the fact that he has considerable dignity and reputation as an artist it is disconcerting even if it is your very first film job to have 'a person disregard you for several moments after you have been announced. However, Claude stood his ground, thinking it was a new kind of test. Suddenly Stiller looked up at him and said impatiently, "No, no. Gott, no!" and went on writing. Apparently the interview was over, but Claude said: "Well, Mr. Stiller, I came here at your request and at the advice of my manager — " and was about to apologize for living when Stiller cut in with, "You'll be remembered when the rest of us are forgotten!" "What do you mean?" asked Claude, suddenly furious at what he thought was ridicule, the cause of which he did not understand. "You'll be remembered when the rest of us are forgotten," Stiller repeated. "But I don't understand," said Claude. "Bernard Shaw mentioned you in the foreword of one of his plays. A man who is a fine enough actor to be worthy of comment from Shaw will outlast all of us. So why should you care that you are not the type for the part I have in mind?" Which is an illuminating incident on Stiller! Buddy Rogers was looking very handsome in a golfing outfit with orange sweater and socks to match. In private life he wears the same sort of togs — went back to town in a yellow sweater and socks. How the flappers gazed at him, and they were almost able to rub elbows with him, too, for as soon as each player finished a scene they would dash for the lobby to get away from the burning rays of the sun until the next scene was called. Buddy is certainly a prize-winning heartbreaker if one can judge by the languishing looks cast in his direction. Even in his own world the girls are not immune to the charm that he is quite unconscious of possessing. But Buddy's head is set squarely on his shoulders. He is shy, modest, and I noticed what nice manners he had and how sweet he was to his mother. His