I found this wonderful book lying around: "The Microwave Cookbook" by Carol Bowen (1979). I can't comment on the recipes but just look at that wonderful cover. I love the illustration of what microwaves interacting with the flesh of a chicken are meant to look like (ignoring the impossibility that the chicken is being "browned" by these rays). There's a definate flavor of "Cold War" hysteria about it. Perhaps the cover is suggesting that the raw chicken is "beamed" away and is replaced by a cooked chicken from a parallel dimension: "One to beam up, Mr. Scott."
Cover is strangely comforting. I bet all the food inside the book looks vile.
ReplyDeleteAll I can think of is the Alan Partridge scene about making toast in a Microwave: hot floppy bread. :)
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