This book is from the 60s (genuinely – my mother snagged a copy for me at Goodwill). My mother had enjoyed it (probably for nostalgia’s sake). I will confess, I enjoyed it too, but more as a microcosm of a world most definitely gone by. This is both socially (the implication that you’re cooking because you have a husband and kids) and food-wise (I haven’t seen mention of that many different types of canned goods in many a moon). It is a genuinely funny book, and probably now a genuine historical document.