Some of you may be aware of my silly little side project about vintage and retro jello. Like many of my projects, this one has been a bit neglected as of late. But I have recently posted a couple new recipes and I plan to do a few more throughout the summer.
The project was inspired by a stack of horrifying midcentury jello recipes I inherited from my grandmother and her sister. A few of the posts include some interesting historical context, but most are short and sweet! Enjoy!
Today’s jello creation comes from another recipe book on loan from my mom, which, like the last one, is held together with a rubber band. Without a cover I can’t tell you exactly what it’s called or how old it is but I can guess with 99.5% accuracy that it is from 1978. I am just that confident.
There are fewer jello recipes in here than I expected, given that it is some kind of Utah heritage cookbook. If you didn’t know, Utah is apparently the Jell-O capital of the U.S. According to Google, anyway. And probably any American you ask.
This recipe comes from the Dessert section (thank goodness). Each section of the book includes a “heritage footnote” about different ethnic groups’ local history. The desserts divider is all about the contributions of Mexican-Americans and highlights a “progressive modern woman” civil rights activist from the Spanish-speaking community. It’s a…
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A Dollop of History 
Thanks sarah, good to see yours post.
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That actually looks pretty tasty! Which is more than I can say for the lumpy-and-half-melted pistachio cream jello salad that we saw in a gas station fridge in far eastern Montana a few weeks ago. 🤣
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Oh no!! Why on earth would they sell jello salad at the gas station?
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Maybe for the same reason that some of them sell sushi – because they can? Hahahahaha!
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