I took a quick peek at Gaper’s Block and they linked to this great art project using Peeps.
Of course, being a White Sox fan, I would have preferred to see U.S. Peepular Field, but hey, a Peeps baseball stadium is a good idea no matter what team you root for…
The stadium is full, so it must be the sixth inning- everyone has stumbled over from Murphy’s Peepers to actually be in the stands for an inning or two…
Also, I note a flaw in this model- not a single peep is on his or her cell phone.
Happy Easter to all, Cub fans included.
I’m a Reese’s Peanut Butter Cup guy, so the recent trend of "Limited Edition" takes on this candy classic caught my attention. The title implies a two-for-one review- actually, I’ll start with the two new ones I tried this year and will throw in the other four variations I tried.
Fudge Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups: I think fudge is best created in tourist town candy shops and grandma’s kitchen. I haven’t found an over-the-counter fudge product that impressed me, and this is no exception. Not bad, but not impressive, either.
Extra Smooth & Creamy Reeses: This one tastes very close to the original, but is, well, smoother and creamier. The peanut butter lingers a bit longer. It’s good, but it does seem like a mutated version of the original- like these were sitting to close to the microwave or something.
Peanut Butter Outside Reese’s, or Reese’s Inside Out: It strikes me as being a bit odd that they had to explain what this product is twice on the wrapper- either one of the explanations and the picture would work fine. I really dug these when they came out- it was indeed more peanut butter tasting than the original, a nice twist. I think I had too many, as now it pales in comparison to the chocolate on the outside original.
White Chocolate Reese’s: If you dig White Chocolate, well, here you go. I can take it or leave it, so that was my thought here. Interesting enough, but not one I would keep returning to.

Reese’s Big Cup: Ever see a Giant Twinkie? How about a bra with one giant cup instead of two? Some things were meant to come in pairs…just ask Noah. The mini Peanut Butter Cups work better than the maxi cup, but the classic two pack knows no rival.
Finally, the best of the variants…that’s not the reason the graphic is larger, though (it’s the best I could find). Dark Chocolate Reese’s is the only one that improves on the original- and I must admit I strongly prefer dark chocalate to milk in any context. So I’m definitely biased here, but this is my favorite, with the original close behind..
So here’s how I rank ‘em:
1. Dark Chocolate Reese’s
2. The Original Reese’s
3. Extra Smooth and Creamy Reese’s
4. Peanut Butter Outside/Inside Out Reese’s
5. Reese’s Big Cup
6. White Chocolate Reese’s
7. Fudge Reese’s
Mind you, the Fudge Reese’s is still better than most candy bars out there. The merging of chocolate and peanut butter must be the greatest culinary accident of all time.
If you are a Midwesterner and you leave the kind of charmed life that I do, at some point you have had the good fortune to visit the Mars Cheese Castle. Just a little North of the Illinois/Wisconsin border, its sign majestically signalling the magical lactose-laden treats inside. Seriously, if you like cheese, sausage, regional foodstuffs or roadside souvenier stands, you will not be disappointed at the Castle.
So I was indeed fortunate enough to find myself at the Mars Chees Castle this past weekend, and by pure chance, I found myself in front of the beer cooler. Instead of finding a nice regional microbrew to take home with me, a dusty plastic bottle caught my eye. Let me now officially begin this Jackass Soda review:
Name: Lakefront Brewery’s Golden Maple Root Beer
Alleged Flavor: Root Beer with Pure Wisconsin Maple Syrup
Actual Flavor: Pancakes with an A & W chaser
Carbonation Level: Moderate to high
Color: The appetizing hue of varnish
Tasting sample was from: plastic bottle, poured into glass
A dusty bottle did not sway me from buying and drinking this product- I mean, it’s made my a microbrewery in Wisconsin, I can’t go wrong, can I?
Fortunately, I did not go wrong. What sounded like an iffy proposition at best on the label turned out to be a unique and tasty soda experience. The first thing that hits you- other than the honey-like color, very light for a root beer- is the scent. Very Butterworth’s. The initial taste is that of Root Beer, but their seems to be more going on, The more I drank, the more Maple I tasted- and smelled. It really started working it’s way into my senses. It was a very pleasant experience that I would like to have again. Dust off those bottles, Mars Chees Castle, I’m coming back. Ah, forget it, no need to dust ‘em off…
Overall Rating: 9 of 10. It would have to be an everyday soda to get a 10, and this one is for specific occasions- like breakfast? Could this succeed where Pepsi A.M. failed?
Not my day to blog. I wanted to link to the Ted Leo cover of the Kelly Clarkson song, but all the references I had to the MP3 are gone.
I tried helping Mikey change some fonts on his blog post, and I wound up deleting the whole darn thing.
I decided that was worth writing about, so I did. This is not that post.
This is the post telling you I accidentally deleted that post…and I couldn’t get it back…
Some days, you just wake up on the wrong side of your blog authoring suite…
To prove what kind of day I’m having update: Ted Leo "Since You’ve Been Gone/Maps"
Yeah, I know I just did a 52 Foods posting on Monday- but I’m at only 6 write-ups and we’re on week 11 of the year, so I’m playing catch-up…and, no, I will not be reviewing plain ketchup (gosh, am I clever…)
For oh so long has man tried to bring greasy bar food into a portable format…well, not really. But since TGI Fridays dominates the globe with their family-oriented take on bar food, they might as well expand into the bagged snack market. What better way to do so than to take their famous appetizers and re-invent them as salty snack treats that can be enjoyed on sofas or in motor coaches.
I’ve seen their Potato Skins on store shelves for a few years now- and have enjoyed them upon occassion. Decent flavor, texture a little bit too Pringle-y for me, but not bad at all. My lovely wife surprised me with their Onion Rings recently- having not seen them, I am inclined to think they are relatively new.
Some of you may have looked at the graphic of the bag and thought, "They look a lot like Funyuns." You would be correct. Here are the major differnces:
1) Friday’s rings are more uniform in shape. It should be obvious to everyone that both Funyuns and TGI Friday’s Onion Rings are machine-produced, but there is a bit of randomness to the Funyuns size and shape. These Friday’s Rings are definitely from one mold…
2) Friday’s rings are smaller. They are small, tight calamari-esque hoops, while Funyuns are big, oval, Burger King onion ring sized.
3) They are much saltier than Funyuns- and that’s saying a lot. I don’t have a bag of either in front of me to check the sodium content, and that’s probably just as well.
America, you now have the facts. Choose the Onion Ring shaped snack that best fits your purposes.
Note: I am aware of Wise Onion Rings as well, but have had limited exposure to them. Debbie says they are far superior to both Friday’s and Funyuns, and why would she lie about a topic as serious as that?
If anyone knows where to get a hold of these in Illinois, Wisconsin or Iowa, please advise. Yes, we would drive that far for them.
Update: We have a bag of Wise Onion Rings in the house now, thanks to my father-in-law, who never shys away from packing foodstuffs in his suitcase when he hits the East Coast. A side by side by side taste test may be in the works…
A loyal reader, Pete V, left a comment on my last post:
I was recently in the deep South and came across some huge "Zero" candy bars (white nuget and almonds). The bar was like 10oz – massive. I’d like to know more about the Zero candy bar and its origins. Please advise.

Thanks for writing, Pete, and always keep reaching for jackass food products, of which the Zero bar is certainally one. A quick Google search led me to the Hershey site and amongst much rambling on about old time candy companies being swallowed up by the almighty Hershey Chocolate Concern, the following passage answers your question nicely:
Since 1931 the ZERO candy bar has developed a very loyal consumer base. The unique combination of ingredients makes this bar a one of a kind. The name ZERO is believed to come from the bar being originally marketed as a cool, tasty treat; or as cool as Zero degrees. Some consumers still today enjoy ZERO candy bars frozen.
FROZEN Zero bars? As if the white "fudge" outer shell wasn’t forbidding enough at room temperature, someone decided that the zero bar should be marketed as if it were a piece of frost stuck to the side of your freezer. And to back up the claims of the original marketing campaign claiming the Zero was a cool tasty treat, check the vintage wrapper:
Pretty cool (sorry) and it would make a mighty fine T-shirt, too. Note the low, low price and the offer for "a real steam engine that runs". Ah, Zero, you were once so proud and mighty, now you are the laughing stock of the candy world, unknown to youngsters, mocked by many adults. Your packaging is not what it once was, but still pretty cool. While I don’t eat you, the world would not be the same without you.
As for the 10 oz. version, Pete- you were in New Orleans, right? I’m wondering if a few Hurricanes may have made the 3.4 oz. King Size variety appear to be the size of a strip steak. If a 10 oz. version does exist, it seems as it must be manufactured strictly for use in drunken bets. I’m wondering if any other food products can make that claim. Come to think of it, I did see Microwave Pork Rinds at Wal-Mart the other day, but even my iron-clad stomach churned at the sight of them.
Name: Sun DropA far-fetched metaphor, perhaps, but Sun Drop looks like Mountain Dew, both in and out of the package, and for the most part, does the same thing. They’re both frakishly yellow "citrus" sodas with caffienne. While Mountain Dew is a sticky-sweet favorite of college students who crave its high caffienne levels, Sun Drop is a regional favorite in the Southeastern states and adds a little tartness to the mix. I wouldn’t call the taste sophisticated or complex by any means, but it does give a bit of balance to the over-the-top taste of Mountain Dew- meaning you can drink it when you’re not pulling an all-nighter.
Crazy, good-for-nothin’ Mountain Dew could learn a thing or two from wise, old cousin Sun Drop.
I’m not sure why the folks at Kellogg’s had to get all fancy and pull out créme to be used in this product’s name- Vanilla Mini-Wheats would have worked just fine. Until ALL programs have convenient "insert symbol" functions, I would kindly request that people, when using English, refrain from umlauts and other characters that cannot be banged out on a standard keyboard. Call me an ugly American for the comment if you will, but I’m just trying to review a cereal over my lunch hour and I don’t want to spend half of that time trying to type an é.
With that off my chest, I happily report that a delicious new cereal has entered the world. A little vanilla never hurts, and this product does a great job improving on the original mini-wheat. The vanilla flavor is sweet and smooth, but the best part I’d have to say is when the cereal is gone. The milk the remains in the bowl goes down like a melted milkshake. Other waste products, take note- you don’t have to be the featured food to shine.
Kellogg’s, I forgive you for getting all fancy on me. Keep making variations of your products as good as this one and I’ll spend the extra time to dig up any special characters you can come up with. Hell, call something
if it tastes this good…
After the bleak Fight Club, I’d thought I’d lighten the mood a bit as I moved back to non-fiction with My Baseball Diary, a series of recollections by James T. Farrell, author of the Studs Lonnigan books and a White Sox fan who grew up in the early years of the 20th Century. Unfortunately, the mood soon became so light that it nearly put me to sleep.
I will start by saying that this book isn’t bad- some of the recollections paint a clear picture of what baseball was like almost 100 years ago, which is pretty cool. But reading this book from cover to cover can be a bit of a snore at times, mostly due to Farrell’s antiquated writing style. This was originally written in 1957, when Farrell was 53. The language and "aw shucks" tone are most likely comparable to other books written at that time, but it can really detract from the subject matter. Farrell also has a method of repating himself throught this book- historical accounts of a game are often followed by fictionalized exerpts from Farrell’s novels.
At other times, the language provided a few chuckles- like in this section from one of Farrell’s novels where a teenage character explains to his young brother how he acquired cigarettes:
"I copped these on Aunt Margaret the other night. But if you snitch on me, I’ll lam your ears in."
I kept waiting for someone to sliip somebody a Mickey Finn, or to sap some rube on the melon with a blackjack, but to no avail. Instead, we hear repeatedly of what a fine catcher Ray Schalk was, which may be true, but it does get a bit repetitive…
To die-hard baseball fans who really want a blast of nostalgia, this would be a fine bathroom book, worth reading in small clips. All others should stay away.
Seeing as how the year is over two months over and I just completed my third book, I think my goal of 50 Books in ‘05 is out of reach (barring any sudden shifts to the complete Hardy Boys collection). So I now move back to fiction, with Nelson Algren’s The Man With The Golden Arm, a fairly long novel that I passed on in January for the much shorter Fight Club. I’ll still call this blog feature 50 books in ‘05 and we’ll see how close I can get…
Today is Baconation Day.
A brief explanation: The last time I went on vacation it was a little hectic at work and I needed picking up. My lovely wife saw this, and cooked me bacon for breakfast and to put on my sandwich at lunch. As work was hectic that day, she reminded me that not only was vacation beginning tomorrow, I also was enjoying bacon. And that, Virginia, was how Baconation Day was born.
So tomorrow, I’m taking a day off from work. It’s only one day, but it does count as vacation time. I asked Debbie yesterday if we had bacon in the house. She laughed, wondering if I was trying to create some sort of jackass tradition. Indeed, I was.
Part of what makes Debbie so great is that she doesn’t only put up with my shennanigans, she often embraces them. As I walked downstairs this morning, the smell of bacon filled the house. It was indeed Baconation Day! I had a bacon, egg, cheese and english muffin sandwich waiting for me, with bacon on the side.
As I enjoyed my delicious breakfast, the following conversation transpired:
Deb: I made your lunch and you have a ham sandwich today, but it seemed weird to put bacon on a ham sandwich, so I put it in a separate bag.
Me (wondering why anyone would hesitate putting bacon on anything): Okay…
I then reminded Debbie of the story of singer/songwriter Pual Simon, whose song "Mother and Child Reunion" was allegedly inspired by a chicken and egg dish he saw in a restuarant.
I happily report that I just took my first bite of my "Band of Brothers" bacon and ham sandwich and it is delicious. The bacon really brings out the ham, and the ham compliments the bacon.
I wish you all a Happy Baconation Day!