amylsacks' photos

Thoroughly modern Marie says, "Let 'em stack cake." ;) From Sunset magazine, December 1960. (Originally posted to flickr on February 3rd, 2011.)

From a Reader's Digest insert: "Best Ideas for Supermarket Shoppers." Loving the old package design, but-- "Goingest"? Really, RC?

From a grocery coupon booklet: Quick Complete Meals For Summer. The egg + tuna + rice thing sounds awful, though none of those components would be bad by themselves. The "Sunday Supper Salad" just sounds blah. Then there's the mounded pile of canned dietetic fruit, decorated with more fruit. Since the ubiquitous gelatin was finally starting to release its iron grip on the U.S. palate at this point, just what's holding all that fruit in place? Surely cottage cheese alone wouldn't have the muscle. Hope? Toothpicks? Epoxy? I have no idea. (Originally posted to flickr on February 11th, 2011.)

That bottle has The Yellow Kid getting an awkward waltz lesson from a rejected Greek amphora gal c.1000 b.c. Why didn't they just make the cat their logo?

I doubt that anything was ever cooked in this kitchen. Look at how spotless it is. Probably no human being set foot in it once it was completed, aside from the photographer. (Originally posted to flickr on February 10th, 2011.)

We had no seasonings back in those days, but we did have cat shakers, and Art Deco. There's lots more about the Guardian line here .

If your chicken needs both socks and ankle bracelets, you're probably taking your work a little too seriously. (Originally posted to flickr on February 10th, 2011.)

Dress For Success took awhile to really find its signature look.

"...And my Motorhead tattoo's gonna' go on this arm." "Wow!"

Shirley Temple's understudy enjoys a light snack between takes. A promotional cooking and how-to booklet for Guardian Service cookware, published by the Century Metalcraft Corporation, Chicago, IL. (Originally posted to flickr on February 10th, 2011.)

All I can think of is what a pain it'd be to have to vacuum all those steps. From the March issue of Sunset magazine.

If you listen carefully, you can hear the crowd, chanting in time to the sacred dance going on at the edge of the big pink altar. From the September issue of American Home magazine. (Originally posted to flickr on February 6th, 2011.)

When your eyes first meet across a crowded kitchen, and you see she's brought that macaroni casserole that you love... From the December issue of Sunset magazine.

The dream of every Russian cantor's son: to come to America and become famous penning songs about Easter parades and white Christmases. :D

You have to wonder: Why did drunk bachelors and/or widowers need puzzles in the first place? Maybe the club chairman took away the darts after somebody lost an eye. (Originally posted to flickr on February 3rd, 2011.)

L. That's not a frosted Mint Julep tumbler. It's actually made of real ermine! o_0 R. The Kinsey Six, relaxing while they wait on their next Top 40 hit.

No, I won't post all the brain-teasers or the solutions. Sorry. I need to at least pretend that I've got a life, but if you need to see those, you can message me.

A younger, happier William H. Macy before that whole college applicant scandal broke. Dude, I used to love you, but that's all over now. [raises glass]