Showing posts with label food. Show all posts
Showing posts with label food. Show all posts
Friday, September 12, 2008
The Incredible, Edible Egg (Oodle Doodle)
I have long been a sucker for wacky Asian anthropomorphic foodstuffs. Be it Beer-Chan or that burnt bread guy, I just can't get enough. So, imagine my delight when I came across this egg song through one of my random, pointless searches online.
I was first struck by the bright colors and annoyingly cute singing. But oh, the lyrics, and if you pay attention, the storyline.
My favorite part is the egg that dresses up like a cowboy near the end, and then turns into a pacifier for the screaming baby. What baby wouldn't be screaming at a bunch of singing, dancing eggs?!
Come into my tummy, oh so very yummy.
Yours always,
Zoe Doom
P.S. I haven't been writing much lately because my life's been a bit hectic. I can't wait to start again!
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
These are a few of my favorite things...
Hmm, what is my favorite thing?
Hockey fights?
No, hockey stick.
Labels:
eating disorders,
food,
high sticking,
Tegan,
the Doctor is in
Weird Food
I'm obsessed with weird food and drinks. I don't want to consume anything too weird, but I like knowing that the weirdness is out there. I was recently in the beer/wine aisle at my local grocery store, and was greeted by the following:

In case you're unaware, Clamato is a mixture of tomato juice and clam broth. I don't know why anyone would mix Clamato with beer, let alone cheap, light beer in a 24 ounce can. The label claims it is "the perfect combination," but I have my doubts.
Also weird: bread in a can.
I have a confession to make. Once upon a time, many years ago, I let my curiosity get the best of me and I actually purchased and tasted brown bread in a can. It wasn't nearly as horrifying as one would expect. It is, however, still weird.
Love,
Zoe Doom
In case you're unaware, Clamato is a mixture of tomato juice and clam broth. I don't know why anyone would mix Clamato with beer, let alone cheap, light beer in a 24 ounce can. The label claims it is "the perfect combination," but I have my doubts.
Also weird: bread in a can.
Love,
Zoe Doom
Labels:
eating disorders,
food,
weird in a bad way,
zoe
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