The cookbook was a mess. Its cover was so dusty that I could barely read the title. Its spine was unglued, its pages were brittle and pockmarked with brown stains – which surely were made…
Uncovering Our History Through The Relics Left Behind
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The cookbook was a mess. Its cover was so dusty that I could barely read the title. Its spine was unglued, its pages were brittle and pockmarked with brown stains – which surely were made…
Posted in Advertising, Culture, and Ephemera/Paper/Documents
I bought the sewing machine for the stack of postcards that came with it. What did I need with a monstrosity of a sewing machine, although it was a lovely one with an orange, lime green…
Posted in Books, collectibles, Ephemera/Paper/Documents, and food
Last week, I wrote about the lithographs on needle packs. They were executed so well that some of them were like works of art. This week, as I was going through my trove of ephemera…