I love that in the 40s & 50s people actually thought the food of the future would be consumed in pill form.
A futuristic feast from Conquest Of Space by George Pal, 1955
[via James Vaughan]
We hope those shiny red capsules are the bacon pills. Only a (hungry) fool travels to outer space without some form of bacon.
Holy shit! Food will be just like this one of these days.
In Pill Form: Space, the final, pill-popping foodie frontier.