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Your child wants...

From the Homemaker's Encyclopedia "How To Care For Children" --1954

Now, I'm all for children serving me tea when I wear my furs, but I don't think I'd trust anything that kid told me to do. "Community Affairs?" Whatever that means, I'm sure it's shady. I've seen that look before, and it was from a guy who drank a bottle of codeine a day.

Flower hair accessories from TheDivaPinup.com

For ladies looking for great artificial flower hair accessories to finish their retro look, check out the selection at TheDivaPinup.com. All of the glamour, none of the bees flying around your head!

McDonald's revives it's original 50's design

Okay, I'll admit it, I don't really eat at McDonald's. Their food is sketchy and bad for you, and if I'm going to eat food that's sketchy and bad for me, I like taco bell more. Still, the original 50's McDonald's franchise design (below) is probably my favorite fast-food restaurant design ever.

Imagine my surprise, then, when I spotted one in Maine. At first, I thought it was an actual 50's McDonald's that was still standing, but was told by my companion that "It's new, they're just building them like that now." A few months later, I spotted another one in Brooklyn near Coney Island. While I haven't been able to find much press explaining the resurgence of the 50's McDonald's design, they seem to be popping up all over, and I, for one, applaud them. Now if only they'd go back to 100% beef patties for 15 cents...

Retro pulp art checkbook covers from Pinupgirlclothing.com

Pinupgirlclothing.com has a cool batch of checkbook covers with retro pulp novel cover art. 14 bucks a pop!

Tickled Pink and Heavenly Days

Tickled pink was a dish pattern made by Vernonware in 1958, followed by a turquoise version called Heavenly Days. Both patterns can be found on ebay for reasonable prices.

Tickled Pink on Ebay
Heavenly Days on Ebay

Magic?!

From the Homemaker's Encyclopedia "Personal Charm and Beauty" 1954:

So here's this photo and it's baffling caption, and, I assure you, there was nothing in the accompanying text further mentioning the occult arts as a skin care regiment. Is American Women's use of witchcraft and wizardry to have porcelain complexions the history that THEY don't want us to know?

Hot Spicy Meat Balls-- 1956

From the book "Sunday Night Suppers" 1956

I decided to make these for a party, seeing how they seemed edible enough that people wouldn't shun them and I had just bought a chafing dish that I wanted to try out. The recipe is pretty easy and straightforward and meatball-like. The main historic lesson we can learn from this recipe, however, is how the hands of time have changed the definition of "Hot" and "spicy."

As my cousin was eating some meatballs, he asked "what are these again?" I replied "Hot Spicy Meat Balls." He nodded and said "I don't know if I would say 'hot' or 'spicy' as much as I would say 'ketchuppy.'" And that's really the thing: They are not, in any way, shape or form, either "hot" or "spicy" by the standards of the citizens of today. In fact, if we look at the recipe for the elements of heat and spice in our "hot sauce," this is what we find:


God forbid you accidentally add a fourth grain of cayenne pepper...it would be like eating lava. A mushroom cloud would erupt from your chafing dish. Better keep some water handy to put out this scorcher!

So, in conclusion, if I had to update this dish to be more contemporary, I'd say maybe throw in some BBQ sauce in place of some of the ketchup and maybe go completely nuts and add a few dashes of tabasco and a whole sprinkle of cayenne. It probably still won't be that hot or spicy, but it will at least taste like something more interesting than meatballs in ketchup.

Retro Aprons from Sin In Linen

SinInLinen.com, famed for their pinup girl sheets now has a line of retro repro aprons for $25 apiece. Me, I'm leaning toward the full-coverage version, since a waist-down version will not protect you from the aftermath of a rogue electric mixer...believe me, I know. Every time I make a cake, I give a new definition to the term "battered woman."