Showing posts with label Bezoars. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bezoars. Show all posts

16 February 2008

Food Porn Note

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 w
it:

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.

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.