

But, all that aside, I'm still waiting for Kellogg's to contact me for a celebrity endorsement of my favorite breakfast food: Yes,

Of course they might be a little ticked off at me for my previous outrage at the news that they were planning on introducing "healthier Pop Tarts". But at least I'm passionate about their products and that should count for something.
Speaking of "healthy breakfast food"... here is the quintessential good mom making a politically correct, Food Police approved breakfast for her kids... her obese, sugar amped, ADD Tasmanian Devils. Ah, yes...orange juice.

Frosted flakes? Sugar 12g, Calories 114
Calories 122
AND: (Drum roll, please) Grams of sugar 29.5 over twice that of demon cereal or Pop Tarts.
No wonder kids are fat and hyper. It all started with Anita Bryant.
Yep, Tony the Tiger and Michael Phelps, two American heroes! Ahoy Cap'n Crunch! Cocoa Krispies all around! Oh yeah, Sugar Bear is my best friend once again!
So, really, we don't need to pay a whole branch of government salaries to serve us up nutritional propoganda. We don't need PC food websites that point their fingers in their "Hall of Shame" at places like Cinnabon for not disclosing their nutritional information to them...as if ANYONE who eats at these places cares about grams of sugar and fat in a Cinnabon, or a Cheesecake factory dessert, or a Waffle House double pecan waffle with bacon and a Coke (oh yeah...an extra butter please!)
We just need parents that will unplug the X-Box, kick their kids out the door with an empty orange juice can at dusk and take their cell phones away so they can't text someone and tell them where their friends are hiding. Just think, after a hard night of kick the can, mom won't have to get up extra early to squeeze orange juice, fry eggs, cook oatmeal and toast bread... she can throw a box of Cocoa Krispies and a jar of Tang on the table and go back to bed guilt free.
(Oh by the way...please don't inundate my comment box with nutritional information on processed sugars, red dye #2, partially hydrogenated cottonseed oil etc. I have a good wife for that.)







6 comments:
I hear you, Steve. Sometimes I don't want Newman's Own, or the organic "Oreos" (as if they could compare). Sometimes I just want a plastic tray of Keeblers, made by those inspired, blessed little elves. Is that so wrong?
Steve,
I still eat a lot of Apple Jacks and I look foward to that jolt of sweet milk at the end. I was raised on pintos and fried potatoes. Of course I helpd plant and harvest both.
Steve,
Your post reminds me of our family's love of Little Chocolate Donuts, or, as my uncle called them, "Vitamin O."
Vitamin O... I love it! I went into Little Chocolate Donut rehab a couple years ago and am thinking about establishing a LCDA chapter. "Hi, I'm Steve and I haven't had a little chocolate donut in two years..."
If LCDA could join forces with ICECTTDA (I Can Eat Cereal Three Times Daily Anonymous), then count me in!
Breakfast used to be the sacred moment between man, his sports section and the comics. Bad news intruded only when the Frosted Flakes were gone, the eggs came out "wrong", or someone substituted (easily burned) sausage patties for bacon.
"Steel cut" oats is supposed to make you feel manly while eating mush. "Huh? Like nobody knocked my teeth out and I'm eating this chump cereal? They look the same only cost twice as much?" The only steel involved in these things is "steal" as in from me and you.
Want to sell a manly breakfast... have Samuel L. Jackson or Sly Stallone, shoot the sugar spoon out of the bowl with an automatic weapon... just right... so the spoon dances up in the air, bursts into flame and sends a spray of heat-soaked sugar exploding over and on to the bowl
of Whatever Flakes below. Yep... I'm on my way to the store now to get a box... "for the kids". Maybe they'll put a real M-80 "give-away" inside?
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