Saucier’s book is known not just for its recipes but also for its risqué illustrations of young women. Well, I say risqué, but they’re only so by 1950s standards. Today, they’re rather tame. Personally, I think they’re charming and fun. I know, I know. Portraying women in such a cartoonish way has its pitfalls, as does associating drinking and sex. And yet I still think that this book is harmless fun.
I recently bought the new DVD-ROM set Playboy Cover to Cover: The 50s. (The publisher, Bondi, has also released 40 years of Rolling Stone, cover to cover. Some of you know that the New Yorker has a similar product; I wish magazines like Esquire and Atlantic would do the same, frankly.)
As I was paging through the Playboy DVD-ROM, though, I found something that surprised me, though it shouldn’t have, in the second issue ever published:
Page 34, which isn’t safe for work, follows after the jump: