amylsacks' photos

L. Mother's chef's toque is adorable, but I can't figure out what's holding it in place. Much less what became of her left eye. R. The wedding cake tableau is so close to being film noir. Just put a smoking pistol in the foreground.

Congrats. Just by making it this far into the sermon, you too are *~*the elite of the culinary world*~*.

Here, we learn how to divide up a carton of ice cream and jam it into your tiny freezer compartment without mussing up your apron or losing a limb.

Hey, remember when we didn't tyrannize even little kids and old people with demands that they go on diets? Yeah, me neither. :/

Please consult your physician to be sure that you're getting enough sugar and butterfat. :D

Pity poor Mother. Shunted back to the home when the boys returned, she spends this whole narrative working like a dog to get everyone else their delicious dairy treats. Not once do we ever see her sitting down to partake herself.

Seriously, this paean is over twenty pages long. I hope you only had a light supper. :D

The tomboyish little girl and Granddad both look they're putting away all the ice cream in the county at one sitting. From the introductory text: "Seldom do you find a food so ambrosial that is so good for you, too. It's fine to include in a reducing diet for it is high in protective values yet is relatively low in calories..."

A promotion put out by the National Dairy Council, Chicago, IL. These drawings are what happens when Forties WPA Cubism meets a postwar daydream of Mom, Flag, and Apple Pie (a la mode). Watch them hang out together for hours, reveling in the wonder of icy cold vanilla-flavored FREEDOM! Also, they talk frequently about a variety of dessert called "New York Ice Cream." I once spent several hours in New York, but I have no idea what that is. Anyway, I hope you enjoy this as much as I did. (Enlarged to show detail. Originally posted to flickr on April 3rd, 2011.)

The famous Spanish Olive color scheme strikes again! From Sunset magazine.

All this manly Lenten glory can't hide the fact that Dad's special magnetized cuff links are missing. From the March issue of Everywoman's magazine.

I remember how hard it always was to get the pads to stay in place. Too bad they didn't apply the magnetism principle there. :P From the October issue of Western Family magazine.

Ah, the glory days before seatbelts and airbags! From the October issue of Farm Journal magazine.

Yeah, I know I missed Shrove Tuesday. I was busy. [shrug] From the September issue of Family Circle magazine.

"This brave daffodil's mission in life, says famed farm photographer J.C. Allen, was to assure him and Mrs. Allen that spring really was 'just around the corner' despite the Indiana snowstorm..." Cover of the March issue.

Elise also wanted to pose for Foujita, but her agency didn't come through. "Never mind," she sighed. "A job's a job, I guess." From the September issue of Family Circle magazine.

Notes from a May 15th, 1986 Christie's catalogue: "signed lower right L. Foujita-- signed and dated on the reverse L. Foujita VI 60- oil on canvas "10 1/4 X 8 1/4 in. (27.3 X 22.2 cm.) "Photo-certificate no. 18.580 from Galerie Petrides dated March 19, 1986 accompanies this painting." "$80,000 - 100,000"

Notes from a November 13, 1985 Christie's catalog: "signed-- pen and black ink on Japan paper "19 5/8 X 15 1/2 in. (50 X 39.5 cm.) "Provenance Gallery G. Wichita Kansas "In a letter dated September 26, 1985, Tokuschichi Hasegawa, of the Galerie Nichido, Tokyo, confirms the authenticity of this drawing. "$7,000 - 9,000"