I've been collecting old cookbooks for years and years and years and years. Just lots and lots of years. Lots of them.
I have good cookbooks, average cookbooks, old cookbooks, and new cookbooks...but mostly, I have weird cookbooks and I have very, very BAD cookbooks.
Here's a few of the weird ones.
I got this one at a YMCA thrift store in Sequim. Sequim, for those of you unfamiliar with the PNW, is where lifelong residents of the Northwest go to die. Now we know
how.
The title is 'Cooking With Condensed Soups'. Ladies and gentlemen, there is a CAKE on the cover.
I haven't even cracked the thing yet. I just love knowing I own it.
You gotta clickie for the biggify on this one. It's worth it.
This is like a bad acid trip you'd have after reading the Wizard of Oz books. Seriously, if you opened your oven and found these things climbing around inside it you'd ask the landlord for a refund on your cleaning deposit, wouldn't you? Irregardless of which, you really want the recipe, don't you.
