About the Poems
by Micki Myers
I collect cookbooks from the 1970s whose recipes and pictures are extremely offputting. It seems to fly against conventional wisdom to make food look and sound so bad. There are plenty to be found; this was when high-tech devices such as microwave ovens, freezers and self-timer crockpots were all the rage, and when big food companies reinforced brand names by trying to inject their goods into everything you ate: hence the Crisco cookbook.
These poems are part of a larger collection that responds to the sublime horror and politically incorrect tenor of these cookbooks. It is a world filled with heavy earthenware crockery, lurid table linens and centerpieces, guests in polyester suits, and plenty of everyone's favorite, jellied salads. Enjoy.