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Ina Garten, Lisa Douglas, and Susan in the Boonies

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The other day, my daughter was watching the old ’60’s sitcom, Green Acres, on Hulu.

I was hearing bits of dialog coming from the computer where she was watching it in the other room.

And may I just say,  that Oliver Douglas was very often a fairly grumpy man on that show.  Probably had nothing to do with the nitwits he had to endure after his move to the Boonies. I mean, after his move to Hooterville. But that’s neither here nor there.

So, today, at lunch, I walked into the kitchen, and my daughter was watching another episode.  I decided I would see if I could determine what the appeal was for her.

At the end of the theme song, I froze, my gaze completely arrested by this image, of trend setting, fashion-forward, Lisa Douglas (aka Eva Gabor).

Note the collar and the pearls. Image from here. 
And suddenly, I KNEW where Ina Garten, The Barefoot Contessa, had gotten her fashion sense!
Jeffrey doesn’t feel the need to brandish a pitchfork. Cookies are much less threatening.
Image from here.
That Eva Gabor/Lisa Douglas: she was a trend-setting fashionista ahead of her time, and doubtless, a bit of an inspiration for our Barefoot Contessa.

Ina could have, however, taught Lisa more than a thing or two about cooking, as I recall.

Personally, I bet if Lisa Douglas had had cooking lessons from Ina Garten, Oliver Douglas would have been a much happier guy. More like Ina’s Jeffrey. (Who just ADORES his Ina’s Roast Chicken.) Look how happy Jeffrey is!

Green Acres is a bit different from living in the Hamptons. And it’s certainly different from the Boonies. But there ARE similarities which may be noted by the careful observer.

Getting away from the hustle and bustle of big city life to a more rural setting?

You see the parallels?

Anyway, if you need me, I’ll be upstairs looking in the bathroom mirror, practicing popping my collar.