Foodlore Library

I handed the sheet to my girlfriend, Sienna.  She squinted, scrutinizing the faded menu closely.  It was a standard, letter-size, tri-fold brochure, printed on both sides of gray card stock that was becoming limp with age. 

“Wow!  Where did you get this?”

“My mother found it in the barn the other day,” I said.

“These food prices are absolutely amazing.”