The other day I was looking through my great grandmother's old recipes, in search of her peanut butter pie. I got distracted along the way by some rather vile recipes from the 70s. I couldn't resist scanning them to share.
First off, the Mousse of Chicken Livers. Even the garnish in this picture is like a garnish gone wrong...a garnoctopus?
Now some of you might think Tomato Aspic sounds tasty. Me? I don't drink tomato juice (although I do eat tomatoes), and I'm not big on congealed salads, so this looks pretty awful to me. I might, if hungry enough, pick out the olives to eat.
Finally (now don't get too excited!) we have the ever desirable Prune Whip. Mmmmmmm.
Maybe I shouldn't pick on prunes. Some of you probably like them. Me? You can have my prunes and raisins, I'll pass!