I still love the site and all, but I must say that I think there is a bit of an unhealthy obsession with bacon and super strange bacon related products going on with the trendspotters that flock to Tastespotting.
To wit:
The bacon lattice, or bacon weave.

Bacon Vodka:
Bacon Cookie:
Bacon Kettle Corn:
Bacon Crunch Ice Cream:
Bacon Toffee:
Call me old fashioned, unadventurous, whatever, but I just can't get into the whole "Everything is Better with Bacon" universe of food thought.
Also, I'm sorry, but that Ice Cream looks like a pile of poo. I will admit, however, to being mildly (very mildly) intrigued by the bacon lattice. It's kind of pretty. I feel that it would look lovely hanging on the wall.
Showing posts with label Bezoars. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bezoars. Show all posts
16 February 2008
Food Porn Note
Posted by
Amber
at
2/16/2008 12:05:00 AM
4
words to the wise
Labels: Bezoars, Food Porn, What's that now?
28 November 2007
Cutting your bytes into smaller, easily chewed pieces. You are welcome.
So I tried to break up last night's mega brain-barf-on-blog post into smaller, attention deficit-worthy, bite sized pieces (I don't have the stamina or attention span for posts like that one, why should you???). I also hoped to correct my ridiculous photo positions and formatting, but I'm sorry to report that I have grown tired of such things and it will all have to wait.
Also, apparently I just risked outing TeabaggerT as a workday slacker (which is not to stay he doesn't stay up all night working, it's just that he claimed to be playfully working in the middle of the day and I thought maybe that statement needed some air quotes around it " ") and now I feel terrible because I posted my zinger in a place where his co-workers can spy my facetious handiwork. Crap.
On the plus side, I was able to instigate a multi-threaded conversation about bezoars, which I think takes not a little bit of talent.
Also, apparently I just risked outing TeabaggerT as a workday slacker (which is not to stay he doesn't stay up all night working, it's just that he claimed to be playfully working in the middle of the day and I thought maybe that statement needed some air quotes around it " ") and now I feel terrible because I posted my zinger in a place where his co-workers can spy my facetious handiwork. Crap.
On the plus side, I was able to instigate a multi-threaded conversation about bezoars, which I think takes not a little bit of talent.
Posted by
Amber
at
11/28/2007 02:54:00 PM
0
words to the wise
Labels: Bezoars, Oh Crap, Work Shmerk
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