Hello Dear Readers!
Today we are going to put away our mirth, store our humor in the overhead storage compartment and put a lid on our collective jar of Hardy Har Hars — so that we may take a serious look at a trend from 1959 that is so disturbing, so bizarre, so downright twisted that, frankly, we really don’t even want you to read the rest of the post . . . okay fine go ahead and read it . . . but you were warned!
The Edible Horror of 1959
As you can see, this 1959 cook book is trying to pass itself off as an innocent Metropolitan Cook Book featuring foods that are not only delicious and nutritious, but also, foods that appear to have a wonderful outlook on life, a cheerful disposition and an enviable outgoing vivaciousness that would light up a room!
But even though things seem innocuous enough on the surface what these pictures are actually depicting is the sick, brain-washed, utopian edible world of 1959 wherein innocent foods have been programmed into wanting to be eaten . .
As evidence, let us take a look at this unsettling illustration:
Here we have meat that has been obviously drugged so that it can be paraded before the eyes of carnivores — by its very own offspring as they wave parsley in an attempt to draw attention to their very own parent’s deliciousness! What in heaven’s name was going on in 1959?
And in another equally troubling illustration we see this:
Here carrots, radishes and onions are happily waiting in line to be dipped into a boiling caldron of soup! Notice the mindless smiles and the blank affectations in the eyes of indoctrinated vegetables as they so willingly and cheerfully give their lives to this 1959 Orwellian soup du jour! Oh the vegumanity!
And it just keeps getting worse:
Here we have an apple throwing a pie in its OWN face in some sort of sick prelude to the eating of a pie made out of itself! Thank the good lord, cruel practices such as this do not go on in the present day (except maybe in a few third world countries)!
And finally we must insist that all children be out of the room before scrolling down to this final example of 1959 edible horror:
Family Cannibalism! Here we see a strawberry about to take a big bite of sorbet made out of Sister Strawberry! We witness Pear munching delightedly on Brother Pear Pudding and Apple enjoying applesauce made entirely of Mother and Father Apple!
These are images that will forever sully the once pristine synapses of our heretofore innocent brains. I’m sorry Dear Readers to have to do this to you! But you were warned!
Until next time . . . I love you
Ha! I’ve always been disturbed by food mascots… happily getting eaten. Great post!
Yes it is rather bizarre isn’t it? So glad you liked it Kylie. And thanks for stopping by!!😀
Well now I have to wonder what’s food and what’s not?
It get’s confusing I know!! HA!😀
my wiener dog better watch his back…lol
Fabulous post.. always funny.. but the edible horror is hysterical.
I gotta say those 1959 artists certainly made the most of their illustrating assignment! Ha! So glad you enjoyed it, Janet!😀
Twilight zone intro music comes to mind all of a sudden😛
Oh that makes it even more horrifying!! I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to eat a turnip again . . . not that I’ve ever eaten one before . . .but still . . .
I ate one *Jaws theme* not going to again anytime soon😄
Yikes! I hate when that Jaws music happens while you’re trying to enjoy a turnip!😀
Yep that’s when there’s a voice going ‘Step awaaaaaaaay from the turnip’😛
LOL!! Turnips should have alarms!
I suppose being eaten is better than rotting–talk about body odor! Then, on the other hand, you could be like a plum and just turn into a wrinkled old prune whose only saving grace is helping people with constipation.
Sado-masochistic mad fruits lol. It’s hilarious that they thought those pictures were appetizing.
I blame the Communists! They should have called it the Red Radishes Scare. That or those vegetables were grown in Area 51.
Oh! A new conspiracy theory! And a good one at that. Radishes have always given me heartburn. NOW I know why!
I love happy food!😉
Ha ha! And I never met an optimistic onion I didn’t like!😀
Oh. Em. Gee. Linda, I will never be the same innocent foodie again, now that I know this world of brain-washed edibles exists. The drugged up meat being paraded about by it’s off spring is, to me, the most disturbing image. haha!
The Metropolitan cookbook, with it’s unsettling illustrations, is perhaps an expose, a voice of the people, the tortured food people of 1959. LOL!
LoL! I think you’re right Lisa, I believe it is a thinly veiled metaphor for man’s inhumanity to man — The lighter (and hungrier) side! 😀
Who would have thought that I would see murder and mayhem on your blog site….what is the world coming to? Diane
LOL!! Sometimes this blog can get pretty chilling! 😀
Mon Dieu! The good old days were *sick*!
Ah yes! Just beneath the happy exterior lurked a Donner Party vibe!
I admit I really like the cover art!
It is cool! I think they had a lot of really talent artists on the payroll for these little cookbooks!
I will never look at cookbooks in quite the same way.
Haha Addie! It’s probably never a good idea to peer into the secret lives of foods!😀
Is that meat…. /stinky?/
Haha! Maybe it’s stinky in a semi-sorta good way?
Maybe it’s only defense is to be stinky. Works for me.
I read that and was about to take a sip of coffee when the meaning hit me! LoL! One second later and it would have been coffee spray!
Such sick and twisted imagery. I am very perturbed, is n one campaigning to save the fruit and vegetables?! What kind of world is this!
I know Joe, I don’t know . . . someone (maybe you and I) needs to form an organization to protect vegetables like PETA only they could call it, PETV. People for the ethical treatment of veggies. I know my grandson who is three, refuses to eat vegetables on moral principles (I’m pretty sure). All we really need is a button and a call for donations on our blogs.
We can make money on this too? I’m onboard