Frank Stallone, We Salute You!

July 30th, Birthday Of The Italian Stallion’s Fratellino (Little Brother)

Being the baby brother of the world’s most famous fictional boxer cannot be an easy cross to bear.

Many in this star-crossed position would cower—or simply milk the free press for all it was worth. But not Frank Stallone. Oh sure...be a snob and laugh! The poor man has been the punchline of late-night comedy for decades but I ask you, have YOU been in movies with Bruce Willis, John Travolta, Kurt Russell, Val Kilmer, Mickey Roarke, or Faye Dunaway? Have you ever written a song for a movie that was nominated for a Grammy® or Golden Globe®?

Did you know that he once played in a band with John Oates from Hall & Oates? It’s true! One incarnation of his ‘70s rock band Valentine briefly featured the future “Rich Girl” strummer. Valentine also played clubs with the likes of Bonnie Raitt, Ten Years After and Blood, Sweat & Tears!

Raised in Philly, Frank eventually left for New York to pursue his dreams of music. Like so many struggling artists in The Big Apple, he earned cash as a street musician. As he says on his website: “It was so cold some nights, singing on the street, that my fingers would stick to the strings. All I owned then was my guitar, a collapsible suitcase, and a train ticket to the next town.”

I ask you—is that not the stuff of Oscar®-winning drama?

These days, Frank tours behind his catalog of American Songbook standards and his singing has brought kudos from The Chairman himself, along with Tony Bennett .

Pretty impressive for Rocky’s baby brother! Speaking of The Other Stallone, be sure to check out Rocky Balboa because Frank has a song in it. And once you’re in the mood to sprint up and down 5000 or so stairs in your sweat pants, check out our collection of Rocky attire up in The Attic! You can cinch yourself into our Rocky Robe, add the matching boxer shorts or just go casual in the Italian Stallion T-shirt.

Somehow we know that Adrian would want it that way.

I Scream, You Scream, We All Scream!

Let's Celebrate: The Ice Cream Cone Was Invented 103 Years Ago Today!

In junior high, my friend Cheryl and I rode our bikes everywhere. It seemed like the suburbs were smaller back then, so pedaling to the corner store for a Slushee® or to the local mall was a safe, practical endeavor.

And in the summertime, there was only one place to be­–The East India Ice Cream Parlor!

It was home to the best ice cream I have ever had! The waffle cones melted in your mouth and the ice cream was thick with home-made ingredients like milk, butter, cocoa, vanilla bean, fresh strawberries and chunky peanut butter! Sprinkle on some crushed pecans, colored candy dots, white chocolate or drizzles of hot fudge, and you were looking at the mother of all sugar highs!

With all the cones I devoured and dribbled down my shirt (from that pesky hole in the bottom you never notice until it's too late), you'd think I knew where these scoops of heaven came from.
Turns out, the origin of the ice cream cone we know today goes all the way back to The St. Louis World’s Fair of 1904!

Accounts vary as to who, exactly, concocted it, but its genesis came about when ice cream vendors sold so much ice cream on that hot July afternoon that they ran out of dishes. Coming to their rescue was a pastry vendor named Ernest Hamwi, who sold a wafer-thin delight called a “zalabia,” which the ice cream merchants hurriedly rolled into cones, filled with their cold creamy treats, and served to parched patrons who fell in love with the crunchy-creamy combo!

The East India Ice Cream Parlor is long gone now, but my love of the ice cream cone lives on. Whenever the mood strikes us, my family fires up our Soft Serve Ice Cream Maker which does all the work for us while we fill lots of bowls with nuts, sprinkles and other decadent delights. We unwrap some store-bought cones, fill ‘em with freshly-made ice cream and spoon on the extras! There’s always a moment of collective silence as we take that first delectable crunch...followed by all four of us saying,“Ahhhhhhhh!”

A Place For Us Baby Boomers

I try to keep up with my daughter’s boy band crushes and my son’s video games, but I have to admit...I find myself yearning for MY bands and MY games. Give me The Beatles and a good game of Gnip-Gnop! I miss "my generation!"

I think we all cherish the stars, characters--even the commercials--we grew up with. And we all get to a certain point in life when we decide our decade was the best ever.

Welcome to my little Betty’s Attic® world! Here in my blog I list a number of vintage items that we hold in our store. Browse movie and music collectibles that seem like old friends, reminding you of all your favorite eras. Remember TV shows you watched as a child dressed in footie pj’s. Elvis®, Marilyn, Lucy, Pepsi®, John Deere®, Disney®, Coca-Cola®, James Dean, John Lennon, sports legends, history buff stuff and so much more! You could fashion every room of your home in a different glorious decade! Join us and reach inside our “way-back-when” machine. See what memories you pull out!

Welcome and enjoy! I‘m off to play with my Scooby-Doo coin bank. I so wanted to be Daphne!