Folks used to drop in on each other in the old days. If you showed up at someone's house in 2007 without planning the visit at least a month in advance they might greet you at the door with a shotgun and complain bitterly that they're REALLYBUSY and you really should have called first, but it was the done thing up until around the 1980s. There were even recipes designed for unexpected drop-ins and I've decided to feature one here. Behold, Panic, featured in 1968's Favorite Recipes of America: Desserts, Including Party Beverages (which you know is why I bought it!):





"Damn Betty and Bob, don't they have a home of their own? I swear, if I see them one more time this week I can't be responsible for my actions!" Fortunately for our harried housewife, Mrs. Elizabeth Horne of Minneapolis has got her back. What's even better is that you can just keep these ingredients on hand, which is probably a good idea if you get lots of drop-ins. And it's so easy that you can throw it together even if you've already had several highballs. In fact, if you feel at all challenged by this recipe you're officially a moron! Since I know for a fact that none of you are morons, why don't you give this one a try and let me know how you make out? As always, I will send a fabulous prize* to anyone undertaking this culinary challenge. Get busy and e-mail me those pix!

**The Velveteen Lounge cannot accept responsibility for perceived fabulousness of fabulous prizes.