The year was 1938, and America was still in the throes of depression. A sugar rush seemed just the ticket. Frugal housewives needed something elegant to do with those kiddie snacks. Enter these folks:
They used to make cookies, Captain.
Actually, they still do, but who am I to pass up a good line?
So, what's for dessert, Mom?
Is it just me, or is Devils Tower a theme in these old cookbooks?
Lest you think Mom has finally lost her Depression Glass marbles, look overhead!
It's the alien cookie fleet, ready to beam Zwieback on unsuspecting babies!