The 2013 Oscars will include a big celebration of all things James Bond in honor of the 50th anniversary of the release of Dr. No, the first Bond movie. In light of that, we're building our Oscar night menu in 007 style. Because British + sexy + the 1960s = an excellent party theme.
We've done all the recon, but the field work is up to you! Put your counter-intelligence to work, and throw a swinging bash. The menu is below, along with lots of excellent cocktail-conversation-ish James Bond trivia and somewhat silly word play, inspired by the equally silly Bond lexicon.
Not only are these a terrific party bite -- salty, warm, crisp, a little luxurious -- they have casino in the name and, as many of you surely know, casinos are a big thing in Bond world. Casino Royale is not only the first of the Daniel-Craig-as-Bond films, it's also the title of Ian Fleming's first Bond novel. Last but not least, before there was Austin Powers, there was the 1967 Woody Allen-Peter Sellers-Orson Welles Bond satire that was also called Casino Royale. Phew!
Mr. Bond is a product of Britian -- Scotland, specifically (thanks for the details, Skyfall!) -- in the 60s and he's a secret agent. Which is to say, he does not fear cholesterol. He should watch it though, come to think of it. After all, he Only Lives Twice.
The 70s were a transitional, though prolific time for James. Roger Moore took over the role and Bond got, well, a little frothy. These brilliant bacon-enrobed pop-ables hail from a 1977 cookbook entitled The Elegant Hors d'Oeuvre, and we're pretty sure 1970s Bond would approve. Perfect for soaking up all those martinis.
There's nothing more British than Bond, except maybe meeting down at the pub. Okay, these aren't very Bond-y other than that, really. But they sure taste good, and they'll make a terrific Oscar Night snack, we promise.
Domino is one of the more famous Bond girls (originally in Thunderball and then in the remake Never Say Never Again with a young Kim Basinger as Domino). We have a different kind of domino around here.
Miranda is a writer and editor in Portland, OR. She has a sweet, curious toddler, and is passionate about all of the usual things like farmers markets, Phoebe Waller-Bridge, and swimming in the sea. She hates leaf blowers and writing in the third person. Until recently, she owned and operated a small jam company, as is typical for a Portland-based millennial like herself.