If there was ever a sillier name for a trade organisation, the "America Meat Institute" -sponsor of this ad- takes the cake.
Also silly is the claim that luncheon meat is goodness in a can... 12 hearty, tasty ounces of it.
The reality is that packed meat is actually high in salt and cholesterol, it is manufactured from the unsaleable bits and bobs that nobody wants to eat, and is considered an emergency erzats for when you can't actually eat real meat.
Showing posts with label 1947. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 1947. Show all posts
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
Monday, September 6, 2010
Give her the best
Think of June and a June bride says this ad. Well, you'd never buy something like this for a bride in the 21st century, would you?
"For the Great Day, think of a Hoover" What a thought. Of course, in the 1940's an electric floor cleaner was a most elegant and prized possesion.
Fabulous. Just think of the other poor brides that still have to clean the floor on all fours.
"For the Great Day, think of a Hoover" What a thought. Of course, in the 1940's an electric floor cleaner was a most elegant and prized possesion.
Fabulous. Just think of the other poor brides that still have to clean the floor on all fours.
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