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The book, Home for the Holidays & Other Calamities
written by Chris Radant
A collection of stories about community, holidays and the
care & feeding of our relatives and ourselves while under
the influence of temporary corpulence and festive distress.
Published in 7 languages.
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The movie, Home for the Holidays is based on a story
by Chris Radant and adapted by screenwriter, W.D. Richter.
The ensemble cast:
Holly Hunter
Robert Downey Jr.
Claire Danes
Cynthia Stevenson
Steve Guttenberg
Austin Pendleton,
Geraldine Chaplin
Dylan McDermott
David Strathairn
Anne Bancroft
Charles Durning
Directed by Jodie Foster.
From Paramount Pictures, 1995
A collection of stories about community,
holidays and our crazy relatives.
Published by Simon & Schuster, 1995
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The Simon & Schuster Audiobook Home for the Holidays & Other Calamities
is read by the author, Chris Radant
Produced by Simon & Schuster Audio,1995
Meet Chris Radant. An artist and single forty-something
“former spring chicken,” who lives in Massachusetts with
her twenty-something daughter. Her parents treat her like she’s
fifteen-something….Chris’s colorful career keeps her busy—
and keeps us in stitches. She accelerates through life with
characteristic kookiness: travelling with the Rolling Stones and
surviving ‘suicide season,’ otherwise known as New England winters.
"A delightfully compelling and accessible new voice in American writing,
Chris Radant is the scandalous woman next door, your very best friend…or you!"
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Regular contributing writer for The Boston Phoenix newspaper
The Phoenix first published my essay, Home for the Holidays,
as a featured story in their Style Section. I’m forever grateful to them.
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Home for the
Holidays Cookbook
Featuring my mom’s
60’s style cobbler recipe.
Published by
Oxmoor House, 1995
www.oxmoorhouse.com
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Hazel Radant’s Criminally Easy Cobbler
-an excerpt from Home for the Holidays Cookbook
Introduction by Jodie Foster
Chapter intros and cobbler recipe by Chris Radant
- Preheat oven to 350º
- Spray 7” square pan with Pam (pan could also be a parallelogram,
like the one we used to prop up the garage door).
- Open a can of fruit pie filing, and dump it into the lubricated pan
so it makes the sound, “poyt".
- Spread the filling flat with the back side of a large spoon, then
lick it clean. Spread a second or third time if necessary.
Keep licking spoon.
- Evenly sprinkle your choice of yellow, white, lemon or white cake mix
on top of pie filling. Clumps are good. It should look like the surface
of the moon.
- Crumble pecans or walnuts, recommended for added calories.
- Bake at 350º for…oh, I don’t know, about 20 minutes or until golden
brown and convincingly cobblerish.
- Serve piping hot with a blob of ice cream.
- Serves 6 regular people or 3-4 Radants.
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"Hazel Radant is the criminally easy-cooking mother of Chris Radant, author of easy-reading words throughout this book. Chris is the author of the original story, Home for the Holidays. Many thanks to Hazel and Chris."
Susan Carlisle Payne, Editor of Home for the Holidays Cookbook
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Rolling Stones “Urban Jungle European Tour”, 1990
As the Travel Advance Person for the production crew, Chris’ job
included setting up ground transportation, hotel accommodations,
crew-wrangling, and mothering. The fun part was writing humorous
“City Sheets” to entertain 100 hard-working, tattooed, sleep-deprived crew,
who sometimes had time to bathe. She provided light reading in each
of the 26 cities the Stones played in four months time. The reviews were great.
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Acknowledgments
“A number of people have helped me turn my dream into a book that
sits in kitchens around the world. Thanks to…Chris Radant for writing
special projects…”
--Georgia Sarianides
Author of Nosthimia!
The Greek/American Cookbook
www.Georgiasrealfood.com
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Boston Jewish Film Festival review of Passover Fever
By Chris Radant, former Lutheran
Excerpt:
I thought it was uncomfortably warm the last time I attended
a Passover Seder. I must have had a touch of the fever.
I’m a non-Jew raised in Ohio. At my one and only Seder,
my Jewish boyfriend stopped me from snacking on the
assortment of crackers, eggs, bitter herbs, and nuts,
which I took to be Jewish appetizers. Someone had already
polished off a lamb shank.
Later, when everyone took turns reading, I had to read a section
about "certain people" running "the chosen people" out of town.
I got weepy and disoriented, blurting out an apology and sobbing
into my napkin.
Now that I’ve screened the delightful film, Passover Fever,
I see that I behaved in a time-honored manner, with a potpourri
of too much food, guilt, and embarrassment--all of which caused
a torrent of unsolicited advice...
(review continues with details of the movie)
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