Retro Drink Lovers Gifts

"I'm telling you we don't have absinthe. How about a white wine?"

"The good old days of eating the washing off the line are all gone methinks: The farmer has bought an electric dryer..."

"10th Anniversary Woodstock Reunion'

'In my time, we didn't talk to a blackberry. We just ate the damn things!'

Mary Tyler Moore: Spot the Difference

Fossil record player.

Colonial Larrysburg.

The Woodstock Medical-Emergency Tent - 1994

'And this is Eddy, he's been giving virtual tours long before computers.'

"This woman's lib is getting beyond a joke!"

"D'you remember caramel before it all became 'salted?'"

"Sitting on a beanbag doesn't take me back to the seventies- it just makes me wonder how I'm ever going to get up again."

'Each one is signed and numbered.'

"All this online learning sort of makes you miss the head lice days, huh?"

Groovy Baby

Vintage Dresses: Your Frock Exchange

"Grandma's TV is so old it wasn't made in a foreign country."

Young Elvis

Welcome to a parallel universe. It's like 50 years ago, man. Coffee costs a quarter, tie-dye is groovy, there is a draft. Lots of differences: Free love, man. Corporations are evil. And some similarities. Joy is a new 8-track player. Shut yer #@$% yapper!

"You must be patient, Mrs. Wast fall. Rome wasn't built in a day, you know."

“Hold on—wait until those people are out of the way.”

"Yes, we do fix phones. But, what is that?"

"I think you're suffering from nostalgia, Mr. Prentice."

Old Book Smell

Too young for the sixties, too squeamish for the seventies, too unambitious for the eighties, too technophobic for the 90s, too poor for the '00s, too old for the 'teens."

"It's a sad state of affairs when Lever House begins to seem like a warm old friend."

'It's Jones Sir! He's showing of his ball point pen again!'

F&E International. I miss the days when the import/export business was easy come/easy go.

"Late Jurassic is so Retro..."

"I love blue Martinis. It's like the fifties and the nineties all mixed up together."

'Ask about our daily sermon by fax plan.'

"The record player is skipping again."

Hippie Edibles Co.

In the eighties, Americans knew how to be Americans. Big cars. Big radios. Big hair. Everything was big. Unfortunately, I was so buff that all my huge stuff looked tiny in comparison. So I would loan my stuff to the skinniest, wimpiest kid I could find. Hold this. Let me reminisce vicariously through you. (Sigh.) Those were the days. Is it working?

'I miss the great depression.'