One thing you have to give the Japanese credit for: they'll experiment with some crazy flavors of things. Slashfood points out that Kit Kats have exploded over there.
The West Virginia Surf Report is taking the pics of fast food items as they appear in advertising and putting them side by side with what they look like when actually purchased. No doubt the fast food PR flaks are preparing to tell us that exposure to our grubby little hands makes the sandwiches look like they've been deflated.
You know what I miss? Marathon Bars. And I'm not talking about what was sold in the UK and eventually renamed Snickers, I'm talking about these. And no, I don't remember the commercials (and, sadly, nobody seems to have posted one online anywhere where I could find it), but I do remember those were some damn fine candy bars.
Here's something fairly disturbing: making pancakes in the style of preparing heroin. Probably not coming soon to your local IHOP.
I don't know why the maniacs who post at Pimp My Snack amuse me so. Maybe it's just because they truly embody the principle "Nothing exceeds like excess."
This is insane. I mean truly certifiable. Somebody went and recreated the battle of Helms Deep in candy. Gummy Bear orcs, Tootsie Pop siege engines, and blood and carnage provided by red Nerds and licorice rope.
And finally, just like he said he would, Gandalf comes to the rescue. If you look closely you can see him with a wizard's staff just wrecking shit in the middle of orcs who are getting fucking pwnt. Pwnt is Ent-speak for owned.
Pure tooth-rotting genius. Plenty of pics for you to marvel at here.
Orville Redenbacher was CG-resurrected for a new popcorn ad. It aired on the Golden Globes so maybe it's on YouTube, but I'm sure as hell not going to go looking for it.
Mark Frauenfelder, one of the head BoingBoingologists and author of The World's Worst, went to the Bazaar Bizarre craft show in December and took a pic of the cake that all the Constant Readers of this site will want for their next birthday.
Well, I'm not too sad about having missed out on the 299 limited edition numbered bits of Blair's 2006 Halloween Reserve Hot Sauce. Topped off with a skull and some lovely orange wax, it's a little too hot for me, mind you.