That sure is one perky percolator. Ouch! Forgive me, I know it’s sunday but there’s no day off for awful puns not on my watch 😉
Seriously, that’s a little piece of design-Art.
Yes its certainly a period piece and speaks to me strangely of a vanished America of dreams.It lives alongside cars with jet like wings and enough chrome to keep electroplating plants going for decades,flyover bridges,adverts for new gizmos,TVs that you changed channels on by means of a remote still at the end of a long wire,portable record players and trains with observation cars.Aaaaaah but then I have been spending too much time with my collection of old National Geographic magazines-still a great source of such images.
Don’t have them anymore, they were my grandfather’s and then my father’s and then when I moved from the house I grew up in… I wish I had had the sense to keep them.
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That sure is one perky percolator. Ouch! Forgive me, I know it’s sunday but there’s no day off for awful puns not on my watch 😉
Seriously, that’s a little piece of design-Art.
Showing my age dreadfully, but I really miss the old percolators! Great photo!
I can just imagine the kind of coffee percolating in that percolator! =3
(apologies for the corny pun, it was too good to pass up!)
i was a child of the 50s and remember it well, although too young to drink it. Thank you for dropping by 1950 Suburban Adventures. Much appreciated.
Yes its certainly a period piece and speaks to me strangely of a vanished America of dreams.It lives alongside cars with jet like wings and enough chrome to keep electroplating plants going for decades,flyover bridges,adverts for new gizmos,TVs that you changed channels on by means of a remote still at the end of a long wire,portable record players and trains with observation cars.Aaaaaah but then I have been spending too much time with my collection of old National Geographic magazines-still a great source of such images.
Oh, the hours I would spend going through National Geographic, boxes and boxes back to 1924 under the eaves of the attic…
Lucky you.I dont have anything older than the forties and reporting on The War in the Pacific.Fascinating to read though.
Don’t have them anymore, they were my grandfather’s and then my father’s and then when I moved from the house I grew up in… I wish I had had the sense to keep them.