Today's "special entree" at my workplace cafeteria...

[one_11]

... is the best thing in the world.

Not the food itself -- which will almost surely be greasy and over-salted -- but the actual NAME of the entree, which is: "Beef-stuffed Eggplant and New Potato Parcels."Why is that name so great? I'll tell you why

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[puplet_loaf]

Where's your office? I'm coming over just to eat that stuff.

If I'm gonna eat easter peeps based on how fucking awesome their colors are (and I do), then i should eat that just 'cos of its stupendously perfect name.

[one_11]

Where's your office? I'm coming over just to eat that stuff.

Too late! The cafeteria is closed. Tomorrow's special is the boringly-titled Mandarin Sesame Chicken.

I have to admit: I have never understood my peeps' love of Peeps. They taste like gritty, used chewing gum to me. I respect their old-fashionedness, though. And I am a big fan of the beautiful carnage when they are microwaved.

[edgeofthewoods]

I used to enjoy the red sugar-coated marshmallow "starwberries" when I was a kid, but they were small, so they're easier to get thru. Peeps are sooooo nasty. In fact, the "strawberries" are nasty, too. They taste like gritty puffy red food colouring.

Some things from our childhood just shouldn't be re-visited.

[one_11]

Yes. Like these candies of which you speak. And getting beaten up behind the library after school.