Let's be "Moonstruck"!

I don't remember that in the movie, but I make those all the time.

I'm Mona, that "cheap piece of goods"

Im Cher's life goin down the toilet. Although if Olympia was really old school Italian she would have said terlet.q

I'm Cosmo's moon

I'm Julie Bovasso looking all kinds of sexy in the moonlight.

I'm the new tube of burgundy lipstick, carefully sliding across Cher's upper lip.

Im the handprint on Nicolas Cages face.

Im the wooden hand.

I'm the glorious walk of shame.

I'm Amy Aquino again, from the "Let's be Working Girl" thread--this time I'm playing one of the hairdressers responsible for Cher's makeover

I'm the pack of dogs, howling at the moon. Also, the old man feeds us the dinner he doesn't want to eat.

I'm the old Nordmende "hi-fi" where Cosmo plays his Viki Carr records.

I'm the sin Loretta confessed in second, thinking the priest would not notice.

I'm the big knife that Chrissy won't bring

I am the curse placed on the plane.

I am New York, looking so clean.

I'm the married couple with new copper plumbing.

I'm the phone where Loretta can still hear Johnny Cammareri's mother's big mouth.

I'm Renata Tebaldi, and that's my voice coming out of the "Mimi" in the opera scene.

Im the bauble on Monas wrist

I'm the glass of water regularly thrown at the professor's face.

I'm the engagement ring no one bought.

I am the chandelier impressively ascending at curtain-time.

Im the hickey on Lorettas neck

I am the full-size Cadillac that never has more than two people in it.

I'm one of the bricked-over windows on the side of the Castorini house.

You know that isn't toad on the hole OP?

Toad in the hole is a British dish of sausages baked in a batter - this is just bread with holes cut out and eggs fried innit - don't know if that has a name of its own (anyone?) - but it ain't what you think it is...

I'm one of the mourners in Sicily and I'm worried because Mama Camarari is eating enough to choke a horse. And she's leaving nothing for us!

[quote]this is just bread with holes cut out and eggs fried innit - don't know if that has a name of its own (anyone?)

Toad in the Hole is the common American name for the dish you see in OP's post.

r5 really thought Julie Bovasso was sexy?

I'm Holly Hunter. I'm getting worried.

I'm the "Sweetheart Wine Shop"

I am the bride without a head, and a wolf without a foot!

I'm Moosestruck, which was the original title before the "pros" rewrote it and got Cher to sign on.

This is sad since the main moose's friend watched the whole thing from the field on the right. I'd like to run a semi over that white car and see how they feel about it.

I thought toad in the hole was an English thing; it was also mentioned in [italic]Bedknobs and Broomsticks[/italic] but not actually shown.

I'm Vikki Carr getting a slither of the money they paid to use "It Must Be Him" while the songwriters and record company pocket the bulk of it.

I'm the Oscar that Cher should have won for Mask

I'm the slapping!

It's a scene in the movie, r30. Alternately, I'm Rita Cappomaggi, soft as a lamb.

I'm the kinda gaudy Chagall at the Met.

I'm the red dress Loretta's gonna wear to Johnny's funeral.

I'm those-a ugly grays gone bye-bye with the Loving Care!

I'm Mona, Cosmo's opera date. I am NOT Loretta's mother!

I'm Chrissy's '80s perm.

I'm little birds and stars.

I'm the closet, waiting for Loretta to change clothes.

I'm one of the sugar cubes dropped into the flues of champagne.

I'm the woman on the plane headed to Sicily who stole her sister's man so she could be strong on her.

I'm steak and spaghetti, for when you need to feed your blood.

I ain't no freakin' monument to justice!

I'm confused!

I'm the glass of water the "very disturbed mental patient" is going to throw in the professor's face after he insists she likes to wallow in the mud. And yes. He does believe he's "above the struggle!"

I'm the second pair of pants that came with Johnny Cammareri's suit.

I'm Spike Lee wishing for a flaming garbage can to throw at these racist guinea cracker douchebags and the vile glorification of a white supremacist culture. Instead, I'll go home and furiously type out the first draft of the screenplay to [italic]Do The Right Thing[/italic].

I'm Loretta's husband who got hit by a bus.

I make those all the time also.

I'm the gay man who never saw Moonstruck. 😨

I'm NYC Guinea culture Hollywood tries to glamorize every few years.

I'm Nick Scotti who will take this trend as far as it will go in "Kiss Me, Guido" a rare recent sighting

I'm the mortuary owner with the cream cheese on his tie.

I'm the wolf I've seen in every person I've ever met.

I'm the bowl of oatmeal that Ronnie knows will be absolutely delicious.

I'm Johnny's scalp that he violently scratches before he proposed to Loretta.

I'm the portrait of Nonno and Nonna, blissfully unaware of all the drama and mess that have transpired.

I'm the layer of dog hair on every surface in Grandpa's bedroom.

I'm Bobo. I have such a cute name.

I'm the kick of death that will be given to the old man if he gives his dogs one more piece of Rose's food.

I'm Loretta's wall phone.

I'm Cher's frigid breath during the shooting of the exterior Met sequence.

I'm the deposit Loretta forgot to make.

I'm the complete lack of concern Loretta has over the impending death of her fiance's mother:

Loretta: "Johnny!"

Johnny: "My mother is dying..."

Loretta: "Yeah, well, how was your flight?"

I hate Cher! I'm the one who sticks pins in a voodoo doll in her likeness!

For R27

We always called them a Camel's Eye.

I'm Johnny's pinky ring, doubling as Loretta's engagement ring.

I'm Loretta's life going down the toilet after her mother sees the love bite on her neck.

I'm the martini with two olives that Rose orders from Bobo.

I'm the bride that Ronnie lost after his hand .

I'm the knife that Ronnie orders Chrissie to bring him so that he can cut his throat.

I'm the fire Cher makes to sip wine when no one is home and she is feeling "romantic". (take a bath and finger yourself and get it over with)

I am the Oscar-winning tear running down Cher's cheek during La Boheme.

I am the nuns Loretta almost walks into who can sense I'm a puttana who slept with her fiancé's brother.

R27: The British Scout leader I had told us he called them Birds' Nests.

(And he put bacon on them.)

I'm the regret Olivia expresses that Loretta loves Johnny "awful" knowing this will lead to pain and heartbreak.

I'm the Ticino Restaurant's dessert cart

^"Grand Ticino", sorry!

I'm the huge Castorini house, i'm worth millions today

I'm only the skin over Loretta's bones left after the lovemaking.

I'm copper.

I cost money because I save money.

Love this:

"Hey old man, you give any more of my food to those dogs, and I'll kick you in the head till you're dead."

"Do you love him?"

"Yeah."

"That's bad!"

R27. I call that favorite breakfast dish "bread with an egg in the middle".

I'm those bad eyes like a gypsy that Ronnie has.

I'm the rib that God took from Adam to make Eve.

"Fried bread with an egg in the middle" would be the best way to describe if. Nothing like toad in the hole.

I'm the grave in the cemetery that the 5 dogs shit on.

I'm the big baby.

I call that dish birds in a nest.

[quote]I'm the knife that Ronnie orders Chrissie to bring him so that he can cut his throat.

And I'm Chrissie saying "I won't do it I tell ya!"

I am no friggin' monument to justice!

She's coughing if her brains out and still she had to sing!

Nick Cage was sexy in this.

the first Nicolas Cage scene at the bakery is a riot: crazy, ridiculous, sublime and moving. Just beautiful.

I'm rich as Roosevelt.

That is not Toad In The Hole. This is Toad In The Hole. Bangers in Yorkshire Pud. Whatever she's making are known as sunlets, one-eyed pirates, egg-in-a-hole, egg-in-a-basket, egg-in-a-nest, but not Toad In The Hole.

That told YOU, OP.

that looks disgusting, r104

I'm the old lady in church eavesdropping on Rose tell Loretta that Cosmo is cheating on her.

I'm Johnny's "dying" mother.

I'm the kitchen chair that doesn't get offered to Julie Bovasso, forcing her to stand next to the table awkwardly.

The disgusting egg thing is called "dippy eggs" in PA. At least, that's what the guy who first told me about them calls them.

Grandma would put olive oil in the cast iron pan, then she would put a hole in the bread and fry it on one side, then crack the egg in it, then turn it once. So it would be over easy and runny with the golden greasy fried bread. Daddy ate it with hot coffee before he went off to the factory. He was a steel worker in those days. When he married his second wife after Ma died, she couldn't make it. She was a stupid drunk. I guess she had other skills.

I'm Frasier's Dad and I put the moves on Olympia Dukakis in the movie's most uncomfortable scene.

That's a very touching story, R111.

I am the breakfast that Loretta sniffs, that some people call toad in a hole, dippy eggs, camel eye, bird's nest, sunlets, egg in a hole, egg in a basket, or the most basic bread with egg in the middle.

FRIED bread, R114. Get it right.

I'm Nick's sweat dripping into the bread.

I'm Faye Dunaway, saying La La Land--oh, wait...

I'm a split of Mumm.

It hurts now to express my concern, but I love you bitches very much!

R106 some of the British dishes tend to look/sound downright disgusting. As a teen in the '90s, I lived in a residential home, and two of the staff were from the UK. They tried to get us to try something called "chip buddy" or something, which is a french fries sandwich with tons of butter and ketchup. It sounded revolting, but apparently it's a favorite snack there.

R112 what was uncomfortable about that scene? I found it endearing.

I wanted to go to NY just to eat at whatever restaurant was used for Grand Ticino.

I'm Johnnie's dying grandmother but Loretta can still hear my big mouth.

I'm the VICIOUS FACE SLAP!

I'm Cosmo's moon

r123....Mother, not grandmother.

I'm Cher's hair.

What a great thread. I don't always like the "Let's Be..." setup, but you guys are good.

I'm myself, wanting to slap people to this day about once a month and say "Snap out of it!" In Cher's voice.

R109 perhaps it was an old ladies '80s thing? THE GOLDEN GIRLS did the same thing to Sophia.

I'm the manicotti, we'll give you a base for your stomach before going to Sicily on a plane

I'm Loretta late first husband, and i don't even have a name!!

I am the wooden splinter extracted from Cher's. Vaginal orifice.

I am the sweaty wife beater worn by Nick Gage, I was purchased by a famous fashion designer and stored as part of a "special" collection. The actor rebuffed the designers advances.

I'm Dean Martin singing my heart out on the radio.

I am Cher's stained underwear from her toxic vaginal discharge.

I'm the old Strega who "Put a curse on that plane!"]

I'm [italic]Crossing Delancey[/italic], the Jewish version of this that came out a year later.

R137 OMG, I'd completely forgotten about that movie for nearly 30 years! LOL! This is why I Love DL.

I'm Anita Gillette, wondering why I didn't have a better career.

I'm the undeserved Oscar on Cher's mantle.

I'm the kitchen everyone goes in when they "got news".

I'm Cosmo's striped bath robe.

"Who's dead?"

Can I be the carefully appointed Brooklyn kitchen? I really had a thing for that kitchen.

Absolutely R144

Crossing Delancy was pretty good too. Wish that would show up on Netflix.

R146: It's on Amazon Instant Video.

I'm the butta or was it cream cheese on the undertaker's necktie that loretta had to clean off so he could go do his funeral.

"I'm confused!"

I'm the meal that could "choke a horse" that Johnny's mother started cooking for the mourners after she recovered.

I'm the new dress Loretta bought for the Opera wondering why she's sitting down here by the fire when she should be upstairs taking a damned shower before she puts on new clothes.

I'm Mrs Fugacci, buying bread at Cammareri's bakery and i'm played by Martin Scorsese's mamma!

I'm Loretta's new fuck-me pumps that emerge from the cab at the Met. I may be hell while walking, but I excel at kicking that can down the street after helping get her fucked last night!

I am Rose Castorini's unwaxed upper lip.

I'm Toronto getting seriously pissed off for having to pretend to be NYC again while they shot this movie...

I’m the cash deposit that Loretta forgot to take to the bank.

R155... it was shot in NY!!

R157 I believe the interiors were done in Toronto.

i didn't know that, r158. it makes me sad somehow.

Right, R158. The real Grand Ticino was below street level, paneled, cozy and dark. It looked nothing like the one in the film. A shame it closed.

I too feel cheated when a movie is filmed elsewhere, like when I discovered that CHICAGO was shot in Toronto. Though nowadays I think it would be filmed in Chicago due to all the shows and stuff they've got filming there now.

R114 - et al -

Holy cow! Remembered this thread this morning when I came across a citation in Wikipedia referring to the egg dish we’ve been discussing as...

Guy Kibbee Eggs!

Apparently he prepared them in the 1935 film, Mary Jane’s Pa “hence the eponym”. Wiki also goes on to say they were also known as Eggs in a Basket. It’s all under the ‘in popular culture’ section.

But since this is datalounge - I can think of no better moniker than the utterly obscure and ye-olde-Queen-ey tag, ‘Guy Kibbee Eggs’.

I feel it is our sacred duty to bring the usage back into fashion. There can be no greater purpose for us, my eldergay brethren...

Forgot the link! Mea culpa!

Was Julie Bovasso family? I looked her up and she had a brief marriage to an artist and that's it.

She was a wonderful actress in Moonstruck and Saturday Night Fever.

I am Frasier’s dad trying to get it on with an ex presidential candidate’s old aunt.

I’m Toronto in drag as New York

I thought they were “Eggs in a Window.”

A friend of mine says his mother calls them "dippy eggs." I don't eat them because they're not scrambled.

I am Theoni Aldredges worst work, giving Cher the all grey ensemble- oversize and filthy, to show her "plain Jane" side. Oh Christ, TVA, couldn't you do better than that?And Anita G's red opera dress???Hit us over the head you don't ya…and, outside the Met, if you look at the Opera poster, guess who is featured as COSTME DESIGNER….yup….TVA….what an asshole

I'm the horse that's Chers body double. Under low lighting we look virtually identical.

R170 perhaps he also designed the costumes used in the opera sequence?

[quote]I am Frasier’s dad trying to get it on with an ex presidential candidate’s old aunt.

Michael & Olympia Dukakis are first cousins. They're both from Lowell, Mass. Of course, he became the governor in the '70s and '80s and then the presidential candidate by decade's end. In fact, I think Olympia was even a delegate for him. At any rate, Michael visited my hometown of Ashburnham in 1990, when he was still governor. The town made such a big deal about it.