Wednesday, December 06, 2006

Shut up, Pepperidge Farm

I'm sorry to say that my enjoyment yesterday of the new Milano double cookie from Pepperidge Farm was severely inhibited when I read the copy on the side of the cookie bag.

No there wasn't a mistake that my brain sought to copy edit, but rather cookie poetry:

The Art of the Cookie™
by Pepperidge Farm
Begin with a baker's soul. Seek the finest ingredients. Explore nature's infinite variety of flavors and textures - sweet, crunchy, rich…oh, and chocolate. Entertain inspirations.
Embrace decadent cravings. Reward yourself.
Open…Taste…Delight.


Barf.

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Anonymous Rip Tide said...

Speaking of cookies...check out this reader I wrote for MMR yesterday...

Scratch and sniff bus shelters???

The smell of freshly baked cookies will soon be wafting from a San Francisco bus shelter near you.

The smell comes from scented adhesives that have been placed throughout 5 local bus shelters.

Behind the nose seduction is the California Milk Processor Board..who hopes the scent will stir a thirst.

Got milk?

December 06, 2006  
Anonymous Mrs. NB said...

These two items might do the impossible: turn me away from cookies. Especially when they're mingled with the smell of a San Francisco bus shelter, whose indescribable scent has notes of pee and diesel fuel.

December 06, 2006  
Blogger mel said...

Poetry or cookie stream-of-consciousness?

December 06, 2006  
Anonymous seth said...

Pepperidge Farm remembers.

December 06, 2006  
Blogger DJS said...

Leave it to NB to fixate on some high-falutin' cookie. What's wrong with a f*cking Oreo? Or how about a ginger snap?

You've become a cookie snob, just what I expected after all that blah-blah about Italian wine.

Mule Man

December 06, 2006  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

The Art of the Fart.

Eat some Pepperidge Farm Cookies

Drink some Beer

Get a super BJ from Nicole Richie

Break Wind...Repeat

December 13, 2006  

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