Somewhere between Lucy Ricardo and burning under wires, the apron suffered a bad rap as the frilly straightjacket of domestic servitude. But oil still sparks, flour still flies, and guests still like to be surprised! Betty Croakers revive the ritual of cooking and the elegance of entertaining: Put bright ginghams, red lace, pink denim, black roses, rock t-shirts and heart pockets (just a few of the apron’s most recent incarnations) back where they belong-in the kitchen! Look out for two new additions to the Betty Croaker family.