As a young mother during the 1980s, I joined a recipe card club. I wanted to expand my food knowledge and try new and exciting meals.
The cards were printed in Holland, Norway and West Germany, no less, and were stored in a large smoky brown plastic case. The first order to begin the collection was 100 or so cards, and each month another packet of 20 to 30 cards would arrive to add to the box.
It WAS the 80s, and the recipes are full of meats, cheeses and sauces. To be honest, there are some recipes in the