Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Yeah, Pa.
Everything but a cook.
Yeah, and I've been looking at you, big duck, and it's all wrong with France.
See, I got me a French cookbook.
May I have a sip of your water?
Come in.
Well, what I had in mind was... Forget it, Uncle Jed.
Jethro's rolls is in the oven.
Oil, that is.
Oh, that ain't it.
What I'd give to see his knife and fork clanking together again, the sparks flying in every direction.
Jethro...
I'm going to talk to Mr. Drysdale.
Boy, that's your restaurant.
Coming up.
I think I can find you a stool.
And then one day he was shooting at some food, and up through the ground come a bubble and crude.
I wouldn't laugh.
All right, Jethro, the rest is up to you.
You're looking awful dirty.
I suppose you cleaned off the whole table.
Forget it, Ellie.