There's a chapter in here about Vincent Price, actor and gourmand, and his famous mammoth and expensive cookbook, and therein is a picture of him daintily sipping the sauce of his crepes suzette so as not to wet his moustache. There's something in that picture that captures the retro charm and knowingly humorous bent of this book. The Sterns wax nostalgic of the foodie culture of the '50s and '60s and the rise of the TV chefs, from James Beard to Julia Child to Graham Kerr (the "Galloping Gourmet," the mod-era bachelor chef), along with tiki lounges and fondue pots and all the stuff you'd expect. This book is a shitload of fun; brings back a lot of memories of stuff from my childhood.