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telling these ladies that they’re lucky to have a man around the house. You know, to handle the heavy lifting and get things down from high shelves.”
    â€œThat’s about all I’m good for, all right. That and my sparklin’ wit and dashin’ good looks.”
    â€œYes, there’s that,” Phyllis said. “I notice that it’s almost time for Joye Jameson’s show. You don’t mind if we watch it, do you, Peggy?”
    â€œHelp yourself. There’s a fifty-two-inch plasma TV in the den. Another of Lloyd’s ideas. And the cable system’s got every channel under the sun, including some that completely baffle me as to why anybody would ever watch them.”
    Carolyn said, “I know exactly what you mean.”
    The four of them moved to the den. Eve had gone up to her room to lie down after lunch, something that she did most days, and Phyllis didn’t want to disturb her. Eve wasn’t a particular fan of
The Joye of Cooking
, although she would watch it if she happened to be in the room. She was more interested in the other lifestyle features that Joye Jameson did, rather than the cooking.
    After they had watched for a few minutes, Carolyn said, “This episode is a rerun. I remember seeing it before. She’s going to cook tamales.”
    â€œThat sounds good,” Peggy said. “Probably more complicated than I could ever manage, but I wouldn’t mind watching.”
    â€œOh, I wasn’t saying we shouldn’t watch. That’s fine with me.”
    During the next commercial break, Peggy said, “Seems like I used to watch a show like this several years ago, but it didn’t have this girl on it. I think the woman who did it was named Gloria or something like that.”
    â€œExactly like that,” Carolyn said. “You’re thinking of
Gloria’s Kitchen.
The host was named Gloria Kimball.”
    â€œYeah, that’s her. Whatever happened to her?”
    â€œShe retired from
Gloria’s Kitchen
,” Phyllis said, “but she’s still on TV. Here in Dallas, in fact. She does cooking and lifestyle segments on
Good Morning 44
.”
    â€œWhat’s that, the morning show on Channel 44?” Peggy said. “That explains it. I’m never up that early. I’m not one of those people who get up with the sun. I like my sleep.”
    â€œShe’s all right,” Carolyn said, “but she’s no Joye Jameson. I guess she just couldn’t keep up with the pace of a successful network show anymore.”
    The show went to a commercial again, and during that break there was an announcement that
The Joye of Cooking
would air live the next day from the pavilion of the State Fair of Texas.
    â€œThat’s why they’re showin’ a rerun today, I’ll bet,” Sam said. “They’re busy gettin’ all set up for tomorrow.”
    â€œMore than likely,” Phyllis agreed.
    Carolyn said, “We should go to the fair tomorrow and watch. The cookie contest is the day after tomorrow, so I’ll be busy then.”
    â€œI think that’s a good idea,” Phyllis said. “The funnel cake contest is the next day, too.”
    â€œNot at the same time, I hope.”
    Phyllis shook her head. She had checked the schedule for conflicts. “No, the cookie judging is in the morning, and they won’t be doing the funnel cakes until that afternoon.”
    â€œAnd the Spam cook-off is a couple of days after that,” Sam put in.
    Phyllis frowned slightly in concern. “Are you going to be ready so soon?” she asked him.
    â€œSure. It’s just a matter of decidin’ which recipe I’m gonna use. I hope you folks like Spam, because I’m gonna need some guinea pigs between now and then.”
    â€œJust what are you going to fix?” Carolyn asked with a wary look on her face.
    â€œWell, I was thinkin’ about making Spam