Wednesday, March 31, 2010

Yo, "peep sushi?"

"Peep sushi?"

Apparently so.



And of course, don't forget this rule-

1. There is no wasabi. Same goes for ginger. Peeps are sassy enough on their own. (We tried smashing up a green Peep for a wasabi-esque condiment, but decided against this.)

Or this one-

5. Don't let silent Peeps screams deter you from your task. You're a professional.

Sunday, March 28, 2010

I love Dailyfork.com

The Daily Fork has good stuff and great content. If not every day, than at least five to six times a week. Restaurant reviews, food and gourmet news. All served with a good, heaping spoonful of humor.

This week they had a link to the most disturbing food print ads from the 70's, from The Houston Press.



Looking at this "Raisin Pudding Pie" ad. Seeing how cults reached their peak back in the 70's, was this all a coincidence? Sure, come on out to the ranch. Forget about your troubles, and have some pie. Forget about the world...literally, and sign over all your worldly possessions to us. Mwa-ha-ha-ha-ha-hah! Oh crap, did I just say all that out loud?



You know, I am one of the few people who just absolutely loves German food, but German pizza? Some things are just crimes against nature. Most of the pictures in these ads look like Dr. Monkey Monkerstein's culinary horrors!



A hamburger dress? Seriously? Insert your own entendre.

Saturday, March 20, 2010

Marcel, SyFy, coincidence?

From Eat Me Daily-

Seems like you can't have a cable network without a food show these days. Syfy has announced a new reality lineup which includes a show called Marcel's Quantum Kitchen, starring Top Chef season 2 runner-up Marcel Vigneron. The show will feature Vigneron's new catering company as they take on wacky theme parties such as a fairytale graduation and a goth-rock fashion show. It seems that the only reason this show fits the science fiction genre is that Vigneron is a molecular gastronomist, but we'll wait to see it before we pass judgment.


Hmm, on the SyFy Channel? Why on the SyFy Channel?





Hell if I know, Elliot.