At a mahvelous party last night, I remarked that 'Get your sausage while it's hot' (which in context was a perfectly innocuous thing to say) could perfectly well constitute a companion piece to Bessie Smith's culinary blues 'No-one in town can bake a sweet jelly roll like mine':
I then realised I had not alerted my invisible friends in the plastic box to Crosby's Molasses series of suggestive old ladies ads, recently drawn to my attention.
Which evoked the thought 'How is it that they never made Carry On Cooking?' Hattie Jacques suggesting Kenneth Williams tries a crumpet or two; Barbara Windsor presenting Sid James with a couple of baps... it pretty much writes itself.