Christmas in Connecticut

You mean that mush?
When a guy's okay,
and he wants some man-size food...

...why do they hold out on him?
You forget you were out on a raft
for 18 days without any food.

Your tummy's not ready
for solid food.

And why is Sinkewicz's stomach
any different than mine?

Because you starved longer
than he did, Jeffy.

You gave him the last
of that K ration, remember?

That was a great sacrifice.
That was no sacrifice.
Have you ever tasted K ration?
If I starved longer, do they
have to try to finish the job?

Of course not,
but the doctors know best.

All I get is milk, milk, milk.
- Every time I yawn, I'm scared I'll moo.
- Silly boy.

I'll get something to read
and be right back.

- Hi, fella.
- Hi, Sinkewicz.

Say, look, you had steak
again yesterday, didn't you?

And today, chicken Maryland.
Oh, brother.
- How do you work it?
- You gotta use the old magoo, Jeff.

That's all. The old magoo.
- The old magoo.
- Here we are.

Your favorite and mine.
Elizabeth Lane.
You know, she must be the most
wonderful cook in America.

I've dreamt about eating
one of her seven-course meals.

She says, "Yesterday, my son
was 8 months old.

He's getting quite companionable.
I sat him in the kitchen with me
while I prepared dinner.

And what a dinner it was. I took
crisp lettuce, romaine and crinkly endive...

...from my own garden
for my husband's favorite salad.

For this I made a rich, creamy
blue cheese dressing.

Then to prepare roast duck
his favorite way...

...I rub salt and pepper inside,
then brown the duck in its own fat..."

Wait. Please.
Would you mind?
I know she's a wonderful woman...

...a marvelous housekeeper
and a great cook...

...but would you mind reading
something else?

Well, of course not.
How about the new Mayfair?
There's a very funny story in it. I'll get it.

Roast duck.
Hey, Sink?
What do you want now?
You're getting to be a problem child.
What is this old magoo you talk
about that gets you the food?