So before this little piggy trots off to bed, here are a few creepy vintage pork images found around the interwebs for your twisted viewing pleasure:
Tuesday, June 24, 2025
Night Night Little Piggies
So before this little piggy trots off to bed, here are a few creepy vintage pork images found around the interwebs for your twisted viewing pleasure:
Kitchen Snark Coloring book
Do you love cookbooks? Need a distraction from the cares of the world? The Kitchen Snark Coloring Book is here to help! You'll find 50 pages filled with humor, wisdom, memories, and a touch of snark, all waiting for your creative flair. Color the stress away with this timeless book of vintage fun.
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to create something fun connected to one of my other loves: vintage cookbooks!
Homemade biscuit and homemade chocolate gravy with butter
Monday, June 23, 2025
Heart Shaped Fish Croquettes
Apparently Pet Milk agreed that the fastest way to a man's heart was through his stomach, and so they published this booklet in the 1940s.
Sunday, June 22, 2025
French Onion Casserole
This dish is similar to French Onion Soup, without the soup.
Cheesy Onion Bake
2-3 Tablespoons butter
3 large sweet onions, sliced thin
2 cups shredded Swiss cheese
1 can cream of chicken soup
2/3 cup milk
1 teaspoon soy sauce
8 or so slices of French bread
Melt butter in a pan over medium heat, and add onions. Saute onions until translucent. In a shallow 2 quart casserole pan, layer onions, 2/3 of cheese and pepper to taste.
In a sauce pan, heat soup, milk, and soy sauce, stirring to blend. Pour soup mixture in a casserole and stir gently to mix. Top with bread slices. Bake at 350 degrees, uncovered, for 15 minutes. After 15 minutes, top of bread should be nice and toasted.
Push bread slices under the sauce and top with the remaining cheese. Place casserole back in oven and finish baking for 15 more minutes.
Tuesday, June 10, 2025
Bitter indeed
I've spent the spring in our new home watching mysterious plants pop up here and there around the small yard. Several types grew quickly and were getting large, so I researched them and discovered they were varieties of dock. You've undoubtedly heard of burdock, or encountered it in the hair of a beloved pet or young child. Dock tends to be aggressively invasive, so I realized it was time for them to go before seeds arrived and they took over.
I've had a longstanding interest in foraging and have nibbled bits of greenery and berries across the decades. All those experiments went well, and I thought small samples were harmless.
(Queue the foreboding music.)
I'd read a decent amount about dock, and knew they were used in lots of traditional medicines. Both leaves and roots were reportedly edible. So when I dug up a root like a fat white carrot, I thought why not give it a try?
So I ate some. Not much. Probably a piece about the size of a quarter.
It did not go well.
I spent the night in the emergency room. 0/10, would not recommend.
I've done more googling since coming home, and am still convinced what I ate was dock. It's not clear why I had such a bad reaction.
As a way to vent my spleen about the experience, I decided to see what sort of vintage cookbooks or recipes might exist for the stuff.
And what, pray tell, did I find?
I'm trying to imagine the mind of the artist who designed ads for this company, but each time I enter in I get scared and have to slam the door shut on it. But I'm pretty sure they're a close relation to Sweeney Todd.
Here's another of the company's idea of a good time:
Wha wha wha what???
Animals were featured in several ads. Like this inexplicable bit of imagery:
(Is she bleaching her children?)Sometimes the ads focused on human children rather than puppies.
CHILDREN.
Like this poor wain, whose face seems to be saying, "Please mother, might I have something to eat?"
Then there's this child, who looks downright giddy in contrast. Perhaps they've already enjoyed a few sips of the elixir.
The back of the card is equally charming, plus packed with useful intel:
And then there's this. For which I shall offer no comments.
Startling in its vividness. Shocking in it's timelessness. Ugly on multiple levels, though different from the ugliness of my emergency room experience.
The moral of the story my friends, is to be careful what you eat in your backyard, and who you hire to do your advertising. Blood purity just isn't worth it.