I am recently enamored of several visually resplendent tomes from Taschen Publishers. Take Menu Design in America: 1850–1985, which reproduces in glorious color menu art ranging from chi-chi to classy to camp to questionable (taste, that is). As the Village Voice put it, "bills of fare get fair billing as works of art."
But then we only have to hark back to that wondrous decade The Fifties for spectacles like the following:
|Madonna, eat your heart out!|
|Voodoo shorts?? Seriously??|