Watergate Cake Recipe (Worst Cake Ever)

If you are old enough to remember when President Nixon was impeached, you might remember that all king of "Watergate" recipes started to surface.

I was a kid (maybe 9) when Tricky Dick got the hook.

I remember it like it was yesterday.

I was spending the summer in Richardson, a suburb of Dallas Texas with my cousins.

My Aunt Jeanine (God Rest Her Soul) made some Watergate salad that had Pistachio's in it. I had never seen one up until that point.

I'm not certain what qualified a recipe as a Watergate recipe.....some have speculated it was any recipe with 5 ingredients.

I guess I could go onto Google.....but I hate when people do that, it's as if they are skipping the puberty of process.

The 70's were surreal.

At least in the 60's people got baked on the blunt......

But in the 70's.......my elders slammed Harvey Wallbangers and Greenies.

The upholstery on airplanes was plaid....and earth tone.

Every kids grandma had kitchens that were mustard, golden or avocado in color.......

Yeah the 70's were a trip.

  

Watergate Cake

 1 Box White Cake Mix

1 Cup Club Soda

1 Box Pistachio Pudding Mix

1 Cup Oil

4 Eggs

Stir all of the Watergate ingredients until mixed, put in a pan.

Bake at 350 until springs back, approximately 35 to 40 minutes.

LOL......back in the day.....this was actually considered a legit cake recipe. When you where finished baking it.......more often than not you'd frost it with canned frosting.

In closing, I think I did a Pat Nixon meatloaf recipe / demo at the Minnesota State Fair several years back. If I recall...the 37th Prez was fond of midnight snacks.......my kinda guy.

OK....Klecko has one last fireball to throw at you in 3-2-1.....

Straight from the archives of the Smithsonian......dude, if I'm not value added.

When Elvis Met Nixon

A bizarre encounter between the president and the king of rock and roll

"I'm on your side, " Elvis told Nixon. Then the singer asked if he could have a badge from the Bureau of Narcotics and Dangerous Drugs. (Ollie Atkins / Richard Nixon Presidential Library and Museum)

The image looks like a computer-generated joke, or maybe a snapshot from some parallel universe where the dead icons of the 20th century hang out together—even Elvis Presley and Richard Nixon.
But the picture is genuine, an official White House photograph of a bizarre encounter that occurred in this universe, in the Oval Office on December 21, 1970.
The story began in Memphis a few days earlier, when Elvis' father, Vernon, and wife, Priscilla, complained that he'd spent too much on Christmas presents—more than $100,000 for 32 handguns and ten Mercedes-Benzes. Peeved, Elvis drove to the airport and caught the next available flight, which happened to be bound for Washington. He checked into a hotel, then got bored and decided to fly to Los Angeles.
"Elvis called and asked me to pick him up at the airport," recalls Jerry Schilling, Presley's longtime aide, who dutifully arrived at the Los Angeles airport at 3 a.m. to chauffeur the King to his mansion there.
Elvis was traveling with some guns and his collection of police badges, and he decided that what he really wanted was a badge from the federal Bureau of Narcotics and Dangerous Drugs back in Washington. "The narc badge represented some kind of ultimate power to him," Priscilla Presley would write in her memoir, Elvis and Me. "With the federal narcotics badge, he [believed he] could legally enter any country both wearing guns and carrying any drugs he wished."
After just one day in Los Angeles, Elvis asked Schilling to fly with him back to the capital. "He didn't say why," Schilling recalls, "but I thought the badge might be part of the reason."
On the red-eye to Washington, Elvis scribbled a letter to President Nixon. "Sir, I can and will be of any service that I can to help the country out," he wrote. All he wanted in return was a federal agent's badge. "I would love to meet you," he added, informing Nixon that he'd be staying at the Washington Hotel under the alias Jon Burrows. "I will be here for as long as it takes to get the credentials of a federal agent."
After they landed, Elvis and Schilling took a limo to the White House, and Elvis dropped off his letter at an entrance gate at about 6:30 a.m. Once they checked in at their hotel, Elvis left for the offices of the Bureau of Narcotics and Dangerous Drugs. He got a meeting with a deputy director, but not approval for a bureau badge.
Meanwhile, his letter was delivered to Nixon aide Egil "Bud" Krogh, who happened to be an Elvis fan. Krogh loved the idea of a Nixon-Presley summit and persuaded his bosses, including White House Chief of Staff Bob Haldeman, to make it happen. Krogh called the Washington Hotel and set up a meeting through Schilling.
Around noon, Elvis arrived at the White House with Schilling and bodyguard Sonny West, who'd just arrived from Memphis. Arrayed in a purple velvet suit with a huge gold belt buckle and amber sunglasses, Elvis came bearing a gift—a Colt .45 pistol mounted in a display case that Elvis had plucked off the wall of his Los Angeles mansion.

Even Nixon saw that Elvis was using what Nixon later called "junk." During the meeting, though, Elvis was quite the pest, taking expensive jewelry from the desk, etc. Nixon gave him his drug badge.
Sadly, Nixon's aggressive drug policy, pushed heavily by his Veep, who made vitriolic speeches, one IN LAS VEGAS, condemning rock music, The Beatles {Agnew clearly didn't know they'd already broken up; Elvis did}, "brainwashing" etc. as the "cause" of drug abuse. Elvis rang "agnew"'s doorbell for more info. Thus, parts of The Letter are copped almost word-for-word from one of Agnew's Vegas speeches.
Schilling has recently said: "I knew what Elvis was doing," but admits that, in hindsight, "it was embarrassing." Well, it was worse than that. Nixon's "war on drugs" was a terrible and tragic failure. In 1970, there were approximately 300,000 hard drug addicts in the U.S.; today there are over 3 million. And the casualties: one of whom was a musician named Elvis Presley. Elvis was just 35 when he visited the 60-ish President. Nixon died 17 years after Elvis Presley's life ended. {The official autopsy report ruled the cause "polypharmacy."}
So, yeah, it's "funny," but it is also quite tragic: Nixon gave a narcotics badge to a drug addict. Within a short time, he was totally lost to hard drugs; then he died, leaving behind a child and an inconsolable father.

As President Carter {Elvis also asked him for a favor, but he thought better of it} put it, the death of Elvis Presley "deprives the country a part of itself." 'nuff said.
All the best,
RM

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