By the time you read this, I may or may not have stuffed myself with a bunch of food I otherwise wouldn’t have to celebrate good ol’ Thanksgiving. But if I have, I can guarantee you one thing: not one of those plates will be turkey.
I’m sorry – call me a heathen if you must – but turkey is just one food I cannot get into. When I was a kid, the turkey iconography surrounding Thanksgiving made me look forward to tasting it each year and each year, I kept wondering if it would get better. It never did; it still hasn’t; and I doubt it ever will.
I’m not allergic and I’ve had it in many ways. I’ve just resigned myself to the fact that chickens are the superior birds when it comes to flying into my stomach.
What’s one food that you just can’t find yourself sinking your teeth into?
ROGER: I’m in the same boat, Jerome. Every year Thanksgiving rolls around, I find myself wondering why turkey just isn’t as satisfying as chicken or duck. That being said, I LOVE processed turkey that you get at Subway or Jersey Mike’s. Why? Perhaps b/c it doesn’t taste like Thanksgiving turkey. Read more...
Gary’s first try at conquering the infamous KITCHEN SINK CHALLENGE - a titanic amount of ice cream meant to be finished in 30 minutes – was a failure. This time, he returns with his friend Jimmy to bring it down once and for all.
Will this team leave the battleground with the bitter taste of defeat or the sweet taste of victory (both of which taste a lot like ice cream)?
Last week, I was watching the short THE S FROM HELL, a documentary describing people’s fears of the old SCREEN GEMS logo animation. Though I could see how some would find these feelings nonsensical, I was actually able to relate.
In my childhood, I used to be freaked out by the DIC logo animation that would come up at the end of some cartoons. I’m not going to face my fear right now and rewatch it, but if I recall correctly, it starts off in a child’s dark blue room and dollies right out the window to the moon – which, in turn, forms one of the letters of DIC. Then some creepy kid says the name of the company.
Looking back, I remember explaining this seemingly irrational fear as being rooted in my other fear of the dark. The start of the animation takes place inside the darkness of a child’s room and that, to my young mind, justified quite concretely why I hated it. Read more...