[This post is brought to you in grudging association with Delilah Smythe Inc.]
To celebrate my 1000th post in just over twelve years of blogging (although I did have a couple of years off, sort of), and the publication of Delilah Smythe's latest book, her autobiography, TV DINNERS (to be published in certain markets under the title Revenge Is A Dish Best Served Boiling), may I present my five favourite Delilah Smythe books:
You cow, Delilah! I'll get you for this!
TV Dinners is Delilah Smythe's seventh published autobiography, and gathers together all the old dross that wasn't fit for her first six bios. It also includes an in depth look at Delilah's contributions to the television and film industry, in particular, her seminal work in Fatal Attraction (proudly used for the cover image), and her iconic (but highly poisonous) blue food for Star Trek VI: The Undiscovered Country.
(The post title "Up yours, Mrs Beeton!" comes from chapter twelve. Specifically, Delilah's reaction to the news that her then current cook book, Catastrophic Cakefarts, had surpassed the sales of her arch rival's Mrs Beeton's Book of Household Management in the Christmas run-up of 11th-24th December 2016.)
Fucked-Up Fondues was Delilahs' answer to the fondue-craze that swept the nation in the early 1970s. Caught off-guard, Delilah hastily slapped together a fondue recipe book in 1976 but the ship had already sailed and her effort languished in book shop bargain bins throughout the country.
It wasn't until thirty years later that Delilah revisited the fondue. After several newsworthy incidents involving fondue brought the classic Swiss dish to the forefront of the public imagination once again, Delilah reworked her 1976 book to include these "fondue fuck-ups", and it was published just in time for Christmas 2007. Unfortunately, the book was a slow seller, and Delilah was on the verge of being dropped by her publisher until one fateful day near the end of December.
After a serious incident involving a well-to-do Southampton family and one of her recipes - known forever more as The Great Fondue Disaster of 2007 - Delilah made headlines worldwide, and her book sold out within a day. A second "definitive edition" was rushed to the printers which included several previously illegal recipes (the Fondue Five), plus the very fondue that shook a community to its core and nearly destroyed that Southampton family.
Delilah was back!
Riding high on the success of Fucked-Up Fondues, Delilah became power mad and, with ideas well above her station, she fancied herself as the ultimate celebrity chef and wouldn't cook for anyone but royalty. Insinuating herself in royal circles, Delilah found herself as the Queen's personal chef. Oblivious to her lackey's pleas for her to see reason, Delilah armed herself with the 2nd Royal Tank Regiment, and cut a swathe of devastation across the countryside as she hunted game for Queen Elizabeth II's 83rd birthday banquet.
Cooking for Queens was Delilah's inevitable tell-all exposé after she was banished from the palace. Packed with gossip, royal secrets, and recipes calling for ingredients so rare and expensive that mere mortals had no hope of finding them, never mind affording them, Cooking for Queens became a best-seller.
Many of the dishes from Cooking for Queens also became the inspiration behind the various flavours of Mrs Majesty Queen Food. Delilah raked in the royalties left right and centre!
Catastrophic Cakefarts was Delilah's misguided attempt to get in on the £££s of the porn market.
Realising that she'd have to diversify to stay relevant, Delilah secluded herself in a privately rented retreat with full internet access for six months. The result was this strangely specific book that defied expectation and sold like hot cakes!
One discerning customer in Canada bought their entire province's supply...
As we said back here: Oh, dear...
Marmalised Marmalades was Delilah's only book to be published by the BBC. Having lost National Treasure, Delia Smith, in a bitter contract war, the BBC resorted to taking on Delilah Smythe in her stead. It was a decision they soon came to regret.
Marmalised Marmalades was published to coincide with Delilah's first live broadcast for the BBC, so it was too late to recall the book once the extent of Delilah's foul mouth was realised on prime time television. The Director General of the BBC was quoted as saying that "just two minutes into that woman's show, I swear Mary Whitehouse's spinning corpse could power the BBC for the next decade!"
From the back cover:
TV chef, football hooligan, and bane of housewives everywhere; Delilah Smythe shares her favourite short-cut recipes for breakfast preserves in this classic edition of her best selling cook book.
With no shortage of exploding oranges and TNTed tangerines, Delilah's no-nonsense recipes can be completed in seconds, leaving you with the rest of the afternoon free to wallow in front of the TV clutching a bottle of cooking sherry while a legion of tradesmen rebuild your kitchen.
Pulverised Pumpkins is Delilah's latest and laziest book* yet, and unashamed Hallowe'en cash-grab.
In this small collection, Delilah substitutes a select few of the citrus-based recipes of Marmalised Marmalades for pumpkins (and other squashes) for this very slim "special edition"...
While it can be purchased on it's own, if you buy any two of her other books (at the recommended retail price), Pulverised Pumpkins will be inflicted on you for FREE!
* "Pamphlet" may be a better description for this cheap-and-nasty publication that even the staunchest of Delilah afficiandos won't touch with a six inch Pooh stick. Speaking of which, I've used toilet paper that's thicker than the hardback this is claiming to be.
Right, Delilah. I've featured your damnable books, now give me the... item, and let's call an end to this sorry blackmailing affair.
[cover image (Fatal Attraction boiling bunny scene) from TV Dinners via]
[cover image (A Dog with a dead Goose and Peacock - A study of Game and Fruit, by Jan Weenix) from Cooking for Queens via]
Oh I love these. Didn't she buy Wolverhampton Wanderers at one point?
ReplyDeleteAnd is the...thing your key to the changing room?
Wolverhampton Wanderers? Quite possibly. She always had to try and get one over on Delia...
DeleteAnd the thing is not the changing room key. My gods, have you seen the state of the Wanderers?!
Happy 1000th!! And Happy Halloween weekend!!!
ReplyDeleteDid you forget Arse and Artichokes? Was that by Deliah Smythe or Gordy Ramsbottom? I get in a muddle.
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Thank you, Ms Scarlet.
DeleteI think Arse and Artichokes was Gordy's. You may be getting confused with Delilah's Anus and Anchovies? They were published at the same time by rival publishers.
Congratulations on your millenarian celebrations! Now I need to go and blow up an orange. Jx
ReplyDeleteThank you, Jon.
DeleteBlow up an orange? Sounds like a Stu Francis saying, to me. "Ooh, I could jump off a doll's house!"
Cheers and Congratulations on 1000 posts!!!
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Here's to wishing you many more years of fun, delights, and laughter.
Thank you, Eros! If I can manage to keep Delilah at bay, then the chances of fun, delights, and laughter will definitely increase!
DeleteYou could have a whole new career in...something.
ReplyDeleteHere's to more mayhem and merriment in boudoir and scullery!
(now go and check your email!)
Ooh, yes. Perhaps I could write an unauthorised biography of Delilah - full of the complete and unvarnished truth. She'll be livid!
DeleteEmail? Righto. I'll just reply to Princess first...
That Delilah... An opportunist of the highest calibre... even if she does miss the cash cow boat ...just by a smidgen. Do you think we'd ever see her in a three way cook off with Norgellia "watch while I lick this gooey sticky mess off my fingers" Loathsome... and Germy "Spitting" Olivepip?
ReplyDeleteMillenial congratulations to you... I love you work darling
Thank you, Princess.
DeleteI think Delilah could easily be goaded into a cook-off with those two. Although an awful lot of tarps would have to be put down to save everything getting covered in sticky messes and spit...
Oh silly me, I neglected to wish you a happy 1000th. Happy millenium.
ReplyDeleteOh go on, what's the thing?
Ah, thank you. And I don't feel a day over 999...
DeleteAs for the thing, my lips are sealed! I've only just got it back from Delilah - I'm not going to blab now.
But I will give you a clue: It is small enough to fit within the palm of my hand.
-Blanches -
Delete1000 CONGRATS!!!
ReplyDeleteWould it be possible to get an autographed copy of Fucked-Up Fondues? I'm asking for "a friend" who dabbles in fondues.
PS: Brilliant post.
Thank you, LẌ!
DeleteI'm loathe to ask that cow for anything now that she's no longer blackmailing me, but I believe her publisher keeps a few signed copies of each of Delilah's books on hand to placate whoever she may have ignored/annoyed/run-over? I'll see what I can do...
Congratulations - Happy onethousandth post !
ReplyDeleteAnd thank you for bringing Ms Delilah SMYTHE to my attention, I so far only knew Ms Nigelullah Lick and Mr Rambang Gordon-Ram as celebrity chiefs.
And there was me thinking that celebrity chefs were ten-a-penny. It seems they've got some work to do in deepest Franconia...?
DeletePoor Mr Mags, he grew up without sampling the delights of Fanny Buttocks.
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Ha!
Delete(One can get those sort of delights wholesale at Infomaniac...)
"Celebrity Chefs" usually do not last long in Franconia. They either adapt (and are no longer "celebrity" "chefs"), or run away screaming. We do not stop them, you know ... maybe direct them towards Munich ...
DeleteI await the Delilah Smythe - Mary Berry Bake Off.
ReplyDeleteHappy 1000th!!!
It's sure to be even more explosive than the Cakefart recipe book!
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