Like the stuff they used to sell at Dairy Barn, but better!

I have a very, very serious addiction to ice cream.  In all honestly, it must make up 20-25% of what I consume.  This new range of New York ice creams has some awesome looking flavors and decent ingredients.  I’m especially intrigued by Staten Island Landfill:
Staten [...]

Sexy… yogurt?

I have talked everyone I know in real life and the internets to death about this damn yogurt.  I never liked yogurt.  It was like gelatinous, tastless, chalky goo sent to punish those of us with ass-jiggle for daring to want dairy.  But then Fage Total became unavailable at Trader Joe’s and the provocative signage [...]

Sexy… yogurt?

I have talked everyone I know in real life and the internets to death about this damn yogurt.  I never liked yogurt.  It was like gelatinous, tastless, chalky goo sent to punish those of us with ass-jiggle for daring to want dairy.  But then Fage Total became unavailable at Trader Joe’s and the provocative signage [...]

I could eat lunch off your ass, y’know.

I love the juxtaposition of naughtiness and benign items.  Like plates.  My fetish for household accessories and my love of 50s Pin-ups have made me a sucker for this risque dinnerware.  They just scream afternoon tea.  With benefits.

I could eat lunch off your ass, y’know.

I love the juxtaposition of naughtiness and benign items.  Like plates.  My fetish for household accessories and my love of 50s Pin-ups have made me a sucker for this risque dinnerware.  They just scream afternoon tea.  With benefits.

Pimp My Soymilk

It sucks not having an ice cube maker. I was pampered growing up with constantly available ice, but have yet to snag a cube since I got married and divorced and was relegated to those horrible ghetto trays. I have to grudgingly admit to adoring these blingy cube makers, though- makes using homemade [...]

Rocket fuel maker?

I drink a 5-shot espresso every morning. I really do. And I must endure the stale jokes like, “enjoy your flight!” by the pansy asses ordering a Chaiachino or some shit. I am intrigued by this nifty gadget that seems to magically produce four shots of espresso at once. Because, who [...]