tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-380373582024-03-13T13:58:09.045-04:00Black and White Cookie Review BlogBlack and White Cookies! Black and White Cookies! Two colors but so many different kinds. Some horrible, some unbelievable. I will help guide you through this small small small aspect of your life.Jordanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840noreply@blogger.comBlogger52125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-53770114547892282182018-10-21T15:42:00.001-04:002018-10-21T15:42:20.246-04:007-ElevenMe and my girlfriend went to see Mandy at the IFC Theater in what some call "The Big Apple" but in actuality is called Manhattan, New York City. We drove in from Queens which some call "The Little Pear."<br />
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Mandy was a movie we both felt conflicted about (no spoilers.) The abundance of style felt to me like a way to pad out a fairly mediocre and very familiar plot, and the film seemed to be trying very, very hard to impress you. But what impresses me in all of my favorite movies is when the director plays a more subtle game. When your mind is blown through more sneaky means than "LOOK HOW WEIRD THIS SHOT IS!!!!" I've seen many comparisons of this film to the works of David Lynch and I just don't buy it. Lynch is actually a lot more subtle than he's given credit for, aside from a few scenes here and there (and maybe all of Eraserhead), he's not continually stopping his narratives to luxuriate on some surreal mind-blowing shot or sequence, the way Mandy did at every instant.<br />
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In regards to that standard plot...a great movie can really blow your mind because the story takes you in unexpected directions, or at least has some sort of twist or something new in the narrative to offer. And a movie can avoid being overly stylish and do this too. Mandy was like an interesting coat of paint on a pretty normal piece of furniture. Doesn't seem very rewatchable, was very slow, very distracting in every instant.<br />
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It was fun to watch. It had some interesting performances. It's not a favorite movie though. And it's the kind of movie that seems to REALLY want to be your favorite movie. But nobody likes desperation.<br />
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Anyway, what is this, a passable blog about films!?? No! It's about black and white cookies, unfortunately.<br />
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After the movie, we went to the 7-Eleven across the street and found that they had 7-Eleven brand black and white cookies.<br />
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Who's that girl? It's Kristen!<br />
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This doesn't lend anything to the narrative but just looked cool! Kind of like a certain movie we had just seen!<br />
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The 7-Eleven cookie felt a bit stiff that night, so I threw it in the microwave for about 8 seconds.<br />
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Softened up that little son of a gun real good. Maybe too much? The chocolate had melted a bit over my fingers when I grabbed it, and stuck to the wrapper too.<br />
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<br /><br />Speaking of the wrapper, this is a disturbing giant list of ingredients. I think this is twice as much as usual. Hey people, what even is "titanium dioxide"? Am I right? What is that, some sort of naturally occurring oxide of titanium, chemical formula TiO2 that when used as a pigment, it is called titanium white, Pigment White 6 (PW6), or CI 77891? And is it sourced from ilmenite, rutile and anatase. And it has a wide range of applications, including paint, sunscreen and food coloring? When used as a food coloring, does it have E number E171? You know what I mean? Does the world production in 2014 exceeded 9 million metric tons or something? I bet it has been estimated that titanium dioxide is used in two-thirds of all pigments, and the oxide has been valued at $13.2 billion, right?<br />
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I took a bite of the vanilla side.<br />
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Hrrrm....very uh, chemicall-y. It tasted kind of strange. Not very pleasant. The cake was soft and a bit bland but not too bad. Now is the time for a chocolate bite:<br />
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AH, this taste again. I've encountered this before on this blog. Kind of a big fudgy taste, like chocolate frosting on some cheap brand cupcakes. Not horrible, but it feels wrong for a black and white cookie.<br />
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Eating the two sides together was a bit of an anticlimax...and...woh woh...what's going on here?<br />
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It split in two! Is this because of the microwave? Or would this have happened anyway? Well, I took advantage of this rare freak occurrence and made a black and white cookie sandwich. A taste that emphasized the pretty decent cake and de-emphasized the disappointing icing parts.<br />
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Speaking of disappointing, I ate this while watching the season premiere of Supergirl. I watch dumb TV.<br />
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The bright side is I also tried these little babies, which are...incredible. Wow. WOW!! Go out and buy these little sons of guns!!!<br />
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So the 7-Eleven cookie gets a score of 711...out of 100,000,000.<br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Today's black and white cookies are from the confusingly named Superior On Main:</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Main Street? Probably! Going to try to piece this together: these cookies are supposedly superior to other black and white cookies sold on Main Street in...Ok wait.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">When I flip the package over it says the company is based on Ashland Avenue in Southbridge, MA.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I give up. Maybe Main is a state of mind. Like yeah man, feelin' really main today, I just want the man to let me be main, you know? </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I'm not thrilled about that giant list of ingredients. SOME OF THOSE WORDS MUST BE MADE UP, LOL!!!!!!!*</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I've heard of getting your DUCKS in a row (have I?), but getting your COOKIES in a row? You just shut the fuck up!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I shook my head in amused resignation and took a bite out of the tiny vanilla side:</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Mmmm! Very good. Very SOFT! Soft and small like a baby's bottom. The vanilla wasn't intensely sugary or a strong vanilla flavor, but it was pleasant.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">NOW YOU'RE SPEAKIN' MY LANGUUUAAAGE!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />The chocolate side was great. The flavor reminded me of an Entenmann's chocolate donut. You know what word is hard to remember how to spell? Entenmmanns's.</span><div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It tasted kind of like both sides would taste together!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Overall, these were real good, though the long long ingredients list freaks me out a bit, but it's funny how you forget all about that when eating it! Much like life, right?</span><br />
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Jordanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-63476417695037249492011-11-01T20:14:00.001-04:002011-11-01T20:16:02.586-04:00Happy Halloween!<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Hey guys! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> Jordan (with Dave, Matt, and Kristen!)</span>Jordanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-25708878159613457292011-02-21T23:34:00.010-05:002011-02-23T16:55:24.771-05:00Bakery Boys of New York<div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; ">Hey guys! And that one girl.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Today's mini(ature) cookies come from <b>The Bakery Boys of New York</b>, which to me sounds like some sort of gang from the 1930's. DON'T MESS WITH THE BAKERY BOYS.</span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E9gRU5aLv4U/TWV8ZAAxtyI/AAAAAAAABI8/ZWB_g3EhUI4/s320/news.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 237px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577000482510059298" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; ">I stumbled upon these quite randomly at a grocery store, and waited about a week before remembering I bought them.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N7RC-nhwy4o/TWM9kzpISnI/AAAAAAAABH0/p_nnZ0YylJY/s320/IMGP3857.JPG" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576368466162109042" border="0" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >To my surprise they were still incredibly soft and fresh (and shiny!) when I opened up the plastic.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><br /></div><div><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DJn-DWGWkJA/TWM9kwgiA0I/AAAAAAAABH8/3Gkz_6kkTBg/s320/IMGP3859.JPG" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576368465320739650" border="0" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8D6jqzlAlI0/TWM-M-95L3I/AAAAAAAABI0/fq1LnFlcF2Q/s1600/IMGP3861.JPG"></a><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >It may have been my imagination, but I could swear they were speaking to me. Almost...making a face. "Eat all of us, Jordan. Not just a few. ALL OF US."</span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGDNx0ASOds/TWM-CQdW8gI/AAAAAAAABIM/m8AFtflkEPw/s320/IMGP3866.JPG" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576368972113572354" border="0" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8D6jqzlAlI0/TWM-M-95L3I/AAAAAAAABI0/fq1LnFlcF2Q/s1600/IMGP3861.JPG"></a></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Luckily, my friend Dave was there to help me eat these. Though he only had one. Somehow.</span></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B9vZrPt2Kvk/TWM9H7iO2vI/AAAAAAAABHE/5iVbxGpgoCg/s320/IMGP3870.JPG" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576367970064456434" border="0" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8D6jqzlAlI0/TWM-M-95L3I/AAAAAAAABI0/fq1LnFlcF2Q/s1600/IMGP3861.JPG"></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >I say "somehow" because these cookies were INCREDIBLY good. I was expecting standard stuff but I made an audible "woh" when I tasted these. Or maybe it was a "wow." It could have been a "kaZOOM" but you didn't hear that from me.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Dave was over because we were watching a few episodes of season 1 of <i>The Wire. The Wire</i> is a complex show about how we're all fucked, where people have conversations that we half understand. I really like it so far!<i> The Wire</i> will be making a background appearance in today's blog, if you don't mind. Have you noticed I often eat cookies while watching T.V.? It's the American Dream.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4rJDPJ7Pr4w/TWM9kbVLBdI/AAAAAAAABHs/L8kpO-yVcp0/s320/IMGP3856.JPG" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576368459635951058" border="0" /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; ">Dave does a funny impression of him. HELLO. HOW ARE YOU.</span></div></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Oh, also my bird Bob was there, but she's not allowed to have cookies. I let her taste some of the cake part but she didn't like it.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RFnodCdSp9I/TWM9kX96P3I/AAAAAAAABHk/r3fBLNT0VM8/s320/IMGP3855.JPG" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576368458733076338" border="0" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8D6jqzlAlI0/TWM-M-95L3I/AAAAAAAABI0/fq1LnFlcF2Q/s1600/IMGP3861.JPG"></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >I took a cookie out...WOW. It even smelled great! I bit the vanilla side.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><br /></div><div><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8D6jqzlAlI0/TWM-M-95L3I/AAAAAAAABI0/fq1LnFlcF2Q/s320/IMGP3861.JPG" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576369156396756850" border="0" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Really soft, subtle vanilla but really delicious. WANT MORE.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mlr-09dRH9o/TWM-Db7NyiI/AAAAAAAABIs/udeKZz0e7I4/s320/IMGP3862.JPG" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576368992371460642" border="0" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >I bit the chocolate side.</span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8SqONZ-R0k0/TWM-DFK1mZI/AAAAAAAABIk/fVDbt3F4NYk/s320/IMGP3863.JPG" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576368986262968722" border="0" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >The frosting could best be described as Fudgey. In fact, what it reminded me most of was a Hostess cupcake. And I'm not complaining about that.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><br /></div><div><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GX3ur3cCQrw/TWWAgf3Mh7I/AAAAAAAABJE/jQew9uUe87g/s320/Hostess%2BCupcakes.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577005009365403570" /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >When I took the remaining cookies home later, my roommate Nate made the observation that they were actually ALL vanilla topped, with half chocolate icing placed ON TOP OF THE VANILLA ICING. This probably slipped by me because I ate them so fast and was distracted by trying to keep up with <i>The Wire. </i>But you could sort of see this in the picture below. Notice how the vanilla icing curves all the way around the cookie, before the chocolate tear drop tries to obscure it.</span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f5QMvmThmhk/TWM-C71qZ1I/AAAAAAAABIc/q0CEYBpcxZc/s1600/IMGP3864.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f5QMvmThmhk/TWM-C71qZ1I/AAAAAAAABIc/q0CEYBpcxZc/s320/IMGP3864.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576368983758235474" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Then I drank milk. I have no joke for this. I just drank milk and so check it out.</span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QP5qW2gCIqw/TWM-Cuagz6I/AAAAAAAABIU/PXg54TTRyjg/s320/IMGP3865.JPG" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576368980154699682" border="0" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Then I cleaned up Bob's poops which were all over my legs. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-98_jkzMCQGM/TWM9k_l5XZI/AAAAAAAABIE/YPELY8pDE1s/s1600/IMGP3860.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-98_jkzMCQGM/TWM9k_l5XZI/AAAAAAAABIE/YPELY8pDE1s/s320/IMGP3860.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576368469369773458" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WqMIHbFLEBs/TWM9HtELuFI/AAAAAAAABG8/dI-LgewPnF4/s1600/IMGP3871.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WqMIHbFLEBs/TWM9HtELuFI/AAAAAAAABG8/dI-LgewPnF4/s320/IMGP3871.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576367966180325458" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >See ya, friends!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >-Jordan</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >P.S. Yes there is a continuity error with my full glass of milk next to the poop tissues, even though I claim to drink milk before this part. Just go with it.<br /></span><br /></div>Jordanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-89358047142136312992011-01-01T16:03:00.006-05:002011-01-01T16:31:23.310-05:00Red Velvet Cookie - IBlogWhatIBake.com<span style="font-family:arial;">Hey there cookie bros and cookie hos!<br /><br /><br />My good buddy Adam brought me back a RED VELVET BLACK AND WHITE COOKIE, made by his friend Jill Churco. Jill has her own food blog, with recipes and all sorts of good stuff, over at <a href="http://www.iblogwhatibake.com/">IBlogWhatIBake.com</a>. GO THERE!<br /><br />Me and my roommates sat down to play the new <a href="http://www.telltalegames.com/bttf">Back To The Future adventure game</a>, which is kind of amazing.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TR-ZA1Hv4pI/AAAAAAAABGM/9qqcxMcyRGo/s1600/photo.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TR-ZA1Hv4pI/AAAAAAAABGM/9qqcxMcyRGo/s320/photo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557328704737108626" border="0" /></a></span><br /><br />Then I prepared myself to eat a black and white cookie with blood red cake.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TR-YsfwyRYI/AAAAAAAABF8/AbYBQL2m7QU/s1600/photo%252811%2529.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TR-YsfwyRYI/AAAAAAAABF8/AbYBQL2m7QU/s320/photo%252811%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557328355406267778" border="0" /></a></span></span></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TR-YBmCdOoI/AAAAAAAABE0/uB98eoI6y_M/s1600/photo%25282%2529.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TR-YBmCdOoI/AAAAAAAABE0/uB98eoI6y_M/s320/photo%25282%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557327618356624002" border="0" /></a></span><br /><br />Last week I'm pretty sure I burst a capillary in my eyeball. I felt a strange pressure and then there was a red spot in my eyeball. </span><span style="font-family:arial;">THIS IS WHAT MY EYE LOOKED LIKE!! </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TR-ZAjE-gGI/AAAAAAAABGE/lC_glN3jpas/s1600/photo%252812%2529.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 322px; height: 431px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TR-ZAjE-gGI/AAAAAAAABGE/lC_glN3jpas/s320/photo%252812%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557328699893645410" border="0" /></a></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br /><br />Now I'm tempted to talk about my burst capillary for the entire blog, but I suppose I should get to the cookie. BURST CAPILLARY. OK...Got that out of my system.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TR-YCIjwTBI/AAAAAAAABFE/4x5kWEVCc40/s1600/photo%25284%2529.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TR-YCIjwTBI/AAAAAAAABFE/4x5kWEVCc40/s320/photo%25284%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557327627623091218" border="0" /></a></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br />The cookie was small, so it was a struggle to eat it slow enough to review it intensely, so I missed taking a photo of me trying the vanilla side first. Try to deal with this.<br /><br />The vanilla side. Probably one of the more subtle vanillas that I've tasted. It didn't overload my tongue with sugary vanilla flavor, but what was there had a strange warmth and natural taste to it. I would have liked to taste it even more.<br /><br />Then I ate a chocolate side. I TOOK A BIG OL' BITE, HEH HEH HEH HEH.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TR-Yrl_YRyI/AAAAAAAABFc/a9MFeGFlZzY/s1600/photo%25287%2529.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TR-Yrl_YRyI/AAAAAAAABFc/a9MFeGFlZzY/s320/photo%25287%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557328339898222370" border="0" /></a><br /><br />There is also a nice looking non-flash photo, but the flash makes the red cake look brighter, velvetier, and, let's face it, scarier.<br /><br />The chocolate side was delicious, and the best way I could describe it was that it tasted like a homemade brownie. It even had that very slight subtle burnt taste, like you could actually taste the oven it was made in. It was great!<br /><br /><br />I ate this very fast.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TR-YsOUwfOI/AAAAAAAABF0/NOxnwvMcjmc/s1600/photo%252810%2529.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TR-YsOUwfOI/AAAAAAAABF0/NOxnwvMcjmc/s320/photo%252810%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557328350725307618" border="0" /></a></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br /><br /><br />THEN I HAD MILK, HEH HEH HEH (what?)<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TR-Yr2mqUoI/AAAAAAAABFk/HkuQqLFJvaM/s1600/photo%25288%2529.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TR-Yr2mqUoI/AAAAAAAABFk/HkuQqLFJvaM/s320/photo%25288%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557328344357950082" border="0" /></a></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br />See, my eye is all better now! No more BURST CAPILLARY.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Thanks to Jill and Adam for the cookies!<br /><br /><br />-Jordan<br /><br />P.S. I google imaged "burst capillary," so I could throw in a picture, but they were all too disturbing. So I'm sparing you. You're welcome.<br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span>Jordanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-67736989513982285042010-11-16T22:22:00.008-05:002010-11-16T23:33:27.369-05:00Stop & Shop<span style="font-family:arial;">"Stop." "Shop."<br /><br />"And"...?<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TONWI5d8MMI/AAAAAAAABCY/j1x20vRVtqM/s1600/Photo%2B16.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TONWI5d8MMI/AAAAAAAABCY/j1x20vRVtqM/s400/Photo%2B16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540366677461184706" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Stop. And. Shop. Intriguing.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TONWIwxb2kI/AAAAAAAABCg/rIKg6bvKQ44/s1600/Photo%2B17.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TONWIwxb2kI/AAAAAAAABCg/rIKg6bvKQ44/s400/Photo%2B17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540366675127032386" border="0" /></a></span><br /><br />A cookie of Black. A cookie of White.<br /><br /><br />It calls to me.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TONWJtDP6XI/AAAAAAAABCw/LNdtm-bG3pk/s1600/Photo%2B20.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TONWJtDP6XI/AAAAAAAABCw/LNdtm-bG3pk/s400/Photo%2B20.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540366691307874674" border="0" /></a></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br />I will answer.<br /><br /><br />A small preview of the chocolate.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TONaEHP0PqI/AAAAAAAABEQ/zCMnPmaXpvU/s1600/Photo%2B24.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TONaEHP0PqI/AAAAAAAABEQ/zCMnPmaXpvU/s400/Photo%2B24.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540370993307205282" border="0" /></a><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br />Soft. Delicious. Chocolate is deep, rich. Chewy. Soft. I said that already. This is a taste that will not get out of your mouth for a very long time.<br /><br /><br />Vanilla. <br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TONZmN1m6zI/AAAAAAAABEI/X0a49qEvsIs/s1600/Photo%2B25.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TONZmN1m6zI/AAAAAAAABEI/X0a49qEvsIs/s400/Photo%2B25.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540370479680252722" border="0" /></a></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />Amazing. Incredibly delicious. Almost want this cookie to be entirely vanilla.<br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;">Want more vanilla.<br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TONWSmXKtbI/AAAAAAAABDQ/Fmi5E-xhD_M/s1600/Photo%2B27.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TONWSmXKtbI/AAAAAAAABDQ/Fmi5E-xhD_M/s400/Photo%2B27.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540366844131194290" border="0" /></a></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br />WANT MORE.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TONWS1HdEqI/AAAAAAAABDY/yttsBLHdJcA/s1600/Photo%2B28.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TONWS1HdEqI/AAAAAAAABDY/yttsBLHdJcA/s400/Photo%2B28.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540366848091820706" border="0" /></a></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br /><br />Finished vanilla. Woopsie. Daisy.<br /><br /><br />CHOCOLATE. NOW YOU WILL END. GIVE ME MORE.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TONWTaNzx6I/AAAAAAAABDg/ZwFR6L9QTo8/s1600/Photo%2B29.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TONWTaNzx6I/AAAAAAAABDg/ZwFR6L9QTo8/s400/Photo%2B29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540366858050586530" border="0" /></a></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br /><br />MORE.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TONWY7-YYaI/AAAAAAAABDw/f5GgxqD2juQ/s1600/Photo%2B35.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TONWY7-YYaI/AAAAAAAABDw/f5GgxqD2juQ/s400/Photo%2B35.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540366953012027810" border="0" /></a></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br />MORE. MOR--- NO. NO.<br /><br /><br />NO MORE COOKIE. THE COOKIE IS GONE. NO.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">NO.</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT I'M PARODYING EXACTLY.</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TONWJb4D_hI/AAAAAAAABCo/cpgLlJDvgbM/s1600/Photo%2B19.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TONWJb4D_hI/AAAAAAAABCo/cpgLlJDvgbM/s400/Photo%2B19.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540366686697553426" border="0" /></a></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br /><br />I know what I need.<br /><br />Milk. I need Milk.<br /><br /><br />I...am Milk?<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TONWJgaJIAI/AAAAAAAABC4/3JMHhre41CY/s1600/Photo%2B22.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TONWJgaJIAI/AAAAAAAABC4/3JMHhre41CY/s400/Photo%2B22.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540366687914237954" border="0" /></a><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br />NO.<br /><br /><br />I...DRINK MILK. IN A GLASS.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TONWY4d-_gI/AAAAAAAABDo/p7S5ibD0CK0/s1600/Photo%2B31.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TONWY4d-_gI/AAAAAAAABDo/p7S5ibD0CK0/s400/Photo%2B31.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540366952070839810" border="0" /></a></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br /><br />And it is...Heaven.<br /><br /><br /><br />Hey gang! The cookie was real good. I recommend Stop And Shop Black and White cookies!<br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TONWZCiJvmI/AAAAAAAABD4/EXgZcJA_K8k/s1600/Photo%2B37.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TONWZCiJvmI/AAAAAAAABD4/EXgZcJA_K8k/s400/Photo%2B37.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540366954772676194" border="0" /></a></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br /><br />-Jordan<br /><br /></span>Jordanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-26610217605534334742010-06-28T18:50:00.003-04:002010-06-28T18:52:10.232-04:00I have a new website!<span style="font-family: arial;">Hello there!<br /><br />Unfortunately this post is not cookie related, but I feel it is my responsibility to inform you all that I have a NEW website.<br /><br />It's called <a href="http://www.writeasongaboutme.com">WriteASongAboutMe.com</a><br /><br />You go to the site, fill out a form, and paypal a measly $10, and I will write a song about you. It's all based on whatever you want to tell me in the form. There are some previous song examples in the archive section, and everything is explained thoroughly in the F.A.Q.<br /><br />It would be cool if people checked this out! Super cool.<br /><br /><br />-Jordan<br /></span>Jordanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-17258775559799193712010-06-02T10:09:00.006-04:002010-06-02T10:34:15.943-04:00Pizza Villagio Cafe<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Oh hi, Internet!</span><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Yesterday me and my friend <a href="http://twitter.com/kattmoff">Matt Koff</a> went to see Conan O' Brien's show at Radio City Music Hall. It was a fun and funny extravaganza, with special guests (Jon Stewart, Stephen Colbert, Paul Rudd, John Krasinski) and not as special guests (Vampire Weekend.) We also got a video from Triumph the Insult Comic Dog, and an amazing display of the Walker Texas Ranger Lever. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">None of this however, compared to <span style="font-weight: bold;">THE BLACK AND WHITE COOKIE I ATE BEFORE THE </span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="Apple-style-span" >SHOW.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Me and Matt wandered into a place called Pizza Villagio (1412 6th Avenue, near 58th street.) I wasn't expecting much -- it was one of those all purpose deli/pizza/grocery store places where normally everything is a bit on the average side. My general theory is if pizza (or any food) is a <i>secondary</i> concern of your place of business, it won't be too good. Dramatic pause.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(more dramatic!)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(MORE DRAMATIC, DAMN YOU)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">I was wrong.<br /></span><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TAZpPHeNX-I/AAAAAAAABAw/WJBKqPHdE1E/s1600/pizza.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TAZpPHeNX-I/AAAAAAAABAw/WJBKqPHdE1E/s320/pizza.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478181705167495138" border="0" /></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br />The pizza was actually really good. Like...REALLY good. And on my way to pay for it, next to rows of amazing looking brownies and cakes, I saw...shrink-wrapped black and white cookies. Right by the cash register, those sneaky, diabolical devils. Why not buy one? I didn't have my camera for this one, so excuse the poor quality cell phone pictures, which look kind of sleazy and amateur porn-like.<br /><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><div> <div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TAZpOshSILI/AAAAAAAABAY/PU9b7QMTPXo/s320/cookie.jpg" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478181697932632242" border="0" /></span></div> </div></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Holy Hell. It was GOOD. Really good. I can't believe I'm saying this, but one of the best I've had on this blog.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">I ate it so fast, I forgot to take notes. But the general gist of it was (chomp):<br /></span><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TAZpO7XLv-I/AAAAAAAABAg/seg_LNFbKr0/s1600/cookie+bite.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TAZpO7XLv-I/AAAAAAAABAg/seg_LNFbKr0/s320/cookie+bite.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478181701916803042" border="0" /></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br />It was soft, chewy, and delicious. The chocolate side tasted unique, and the icing melted in my mouth. The vanilla side, WHICH WAS VERY SLIGHT (my only criticism) was not a tough and sugary plastic lid, but rather a soft and tasty treat.<br /><br /><br /></span></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TAZpO_RAyyI/AAAAAAAABAo/pLpFtjGt7T4/s1600/cookie+half.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TAZpO_RAyyI/AAAAAAAABAo/pLpFtjGt7T4/s320/cookie+half.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478181702964661026" border="0" /></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br />With my filthy fingers I begrudgingly tore a small piece off for Matt to try. He seemed to agree that it was good. We left Pizza Villagio...FOREVER. <br /><br />Check out their hilarious (no it's not) website: </span><a href="http://www.pizzavillagiocafe.com/">http://www.pizzavillagiocafe.com/</a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">See ya next time, suckers!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Jordan</span></div>Jordanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-23906711824464326282010-03-21T04:20:00.008-04:002010-03-21T16:51:25.366-04:00BON APPETITO<span style="font-family:arial;">Long time no cookie!<br /><br />I'm going to skip the "sorry I don't update this as often" shpiel (it <span style="font-style: italic;">IS SO</span> a word, spell check!), and go right to the review:<br /><br />I was in the grocery store down the block from my house when I spotted these little guys, looking at me with their puppy dog eyes.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/S6aFMcXReFI/AAAAAAAAA_g/ly3e0rbLjd4/s1600-h/Bon+Appetito.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/S6aFMcXReFI/AAAAAAAAA_g/ly3e0rbLjd4/s320/Bon+Appetito.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451190847797295186" border="0" /></a><br />This is embarrassing, but I had to call up my roommate Adam (who you are <a href="http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/2009/09/dylans-candy-bar.html">familiar with</a>) to ask him to check this blog to see if I had already reviewed these cookies. After a few google searches, it was confirmed that I had in fact NOT eaten "Bon Appetito"s before. Oh, goody! Or goodies, rather. Then Adam said "never call me again" and hung up.<br /><br />I took the cookies with me to Bellmore, Long Island, to hang out with Dave and Krissy (who you also know...so I have a very small and recurring circle of friends...so what!)<br /><br />It was "Buffy" night, which means we were marathoning Buffy: The Vampire Slayer. We're knee deep into season six, my favorite season. And we were ESPECIALLY knee deep into this glorious episode:<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/S6aFLK_cJeI/AAAAAAAAA_I/rVyeDrAv-lQ/s1600-h/Bon+Appetito+buffy.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/S6aFLK_cJeI/AAAAAAAAA_I/rVyeDrAv-lQ/s320/Bon+Appetito+buffy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451190825954059746" border="0" /></a></span></span><br /><br />ANYWAY, I busted out the cookies and we ate the shit out of them.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/S6aFLPI6VXI/AAAAAAAAA_A/V7jiZ5vI1HU/s1600-h/Bon+Appetito+cookie+1.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/S6aFLPI6VXI/AAAAAAAAA_A/V7jiZ5vI1HU/s320/Bon+Appetito+cookie+1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451190827067528562" border="0" /></a></span></span></span></span></span><br /><br />Krissy was pretty unimpressed.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/S6aFkOcvZUI/AAAAAAAAA_o/tk0Y1VFaZNE/s1600-h/Bon+Appetito+Krissy+cookie1.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/S6aFkOcvZUI/AAAAAAAAA_o/tk0Y1VFaZNE/s320/Bon+Appetito+Krissy+cookie1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451191256378991938" border="0" /></a></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span> <br /><br />Dave enjoyed them a bit more.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/S6aFko4IxYI/AAAAAAAAA_w/PSmx_hhsK4w/s1600-h/Bon+Appetito+dave+2.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/S6aFko4IxYI/AAAAAAAAA_w/PSmx_hhsK4w/s320/Bon+Appetito+dave+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451191263473223042" border="0" /></a></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br /><br />And me?<br /><br /><br />Who...me?<br /><br /><br /><br />Jordan Cooper?<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/S6aFLwJ3sPI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/G1bTGFHp5Sw/s1600-h/Bon+Appetito+cookie+jordan.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/S6aFLwJ3sPI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/G1bTGFHp5Sw/s320/Bon+Appetito+cookie+jordan.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451190835929919730" border="0" /></a></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">ME?</span><br /><br /><br />Because they were mini cookies, I just took some big bites and organized my thoughts later. But basically...<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/S6aFLsj0kMI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/iqdZnjEt1l8/s1600-h/Bon+Appetito+cookie+bite.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/S6aFLsj0kMI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/iqdZnjEt1l8/s320/Bon+Appetito+cookie+bite.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451190834965024962" border="0" /></a></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br />They were way too hard (stale?), but the taste was pretty good. I think if they were soft and fresh, they could have been some of my all time favorites. Dave said he liked the crunchiness. Typical Dave.<br /><br /><br />The vanilla side in this case was a lot more noticeable and tastier than the chocolate side. I can still very clearly remember what the vanilla taste like, which was very strong and ultra-vanilla (I'm writing this at 4:30 AM), whereas the chocolate side is but a ghost in my memory. It wasn't BAD, but it seemed very dull and easily dismissed. All vanilla cookies would not be a bad idea with this brand!<br /><br /><br />I've still got a bunch left for my roommates to try out. Maybe I'll update this with their thoughts.<br /><br /><br />See you soon. I'm balancing a lot of blogs (<a href="http://jordansmp3oftheweek.blogspot.com/">mostly music related</a>) and other life things right now, so I'm not trying to fool anybody about how often I'll update this. But I still very much want to keep doing this blog. So check back! Or don't. I'll understand if you just want to be friends.<br /><br /><br />-Jordan<br /></span>Jordanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-2122938888561843692009-09-15T16:26:00.002-04:002009-09-15T16:28:49.550-04:00Tragedy Remembered<span style="font-family: arial;">Hello fans!!<br /><br />Some of you may be interested to know that I have also been doing a sketch comedy blog, in accordance with <a href="http://nationalsketchwritingmonth.com/">National Sketchwriting Month</a>.<br /><br />The goal is to write 30 comedy sketches in the 30 days of September. I used to be in a comedy troupe (called Cousin Eskimo) but didn't write much for it, and haven't written much comedy officially in my life, but I am very much enjoying this project.<br /><br />So check it out! Updated just about every day!<br /><br /><a href="Http://jordancooperblablabla.blogspot.com">Http://jordancooperblablabla.blogspot.com</a><br /><br /><br />-Jordan<br /></span>Jordanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-46572844503243136292009-09-07T15:37:00.019-04:002009-09-07T17:01:55.497-04:00Dylan's Candy Bar<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVtq7oayDI/AAAAAAAAA6s/tXkDiAf12ho/s1600-h/IMG_1271.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVtq7oayDI/AAAAAAAAA6s/tXkDiAf12ho/s400/IMG_1271.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378825914293078066" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Hello everyone.<br /><br />This cookie entry is from <a href="http://www.dylanscandybar.com/">Dylan's Candy Bar</a>, located at 1011 Third Avenue. I tried out this black and white cookie with my friend and roommate Adam Rosenberg, who you may remember from <a href="http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/2008/10/cake-time.html">this post</a> a while back.<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVuz8RtmHI/AAAAAAAAA70/q3fDNJFqOiE/s1600-h/IMG_1284.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVuz8RtmHI/AAAAAAAAA70/q3fDNJFqOiE/s400/IMG_1284.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378827168596727922" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Hello Adam.<br /><br />First, a bit about our day leading up to the cookie.<br /><br />First, we attended a performance by <a href="http://gloriadeluxe.com/">Cynthia Hopkins</a> at Roosevelt Island. Cynthia Hopkins is one of my favorite musicians/songwriters, and this afternoon she mostly played songs from her mind blowingly elaborate trilogy of musicals, Accidental Nostalgia. She danced and laughed and even ran into the audience to hug and dance with people and babies. This was kind of surreal and hilarious, made even more hilarious by the tragic and traumatizing subject matter of the songs, which, after seeing the musicals, you can't help but ignore.<br /><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVtot9xuEI/AAAAAAAAA6M/AH2zvMztHtg/s1600-h/IMG_1249.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVtot9xuEI/AAAAAAAAA6M/AH2zvMztHtg/s400/IMG_1249.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378825876264826946" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">We were late for the show, but it was nice anyway. Roosevelt Island has always been one of my favorite getaways. Me and my friend Matt used to write dumb songs here. It's beautiful, peaceful, and very, very strange. Disturbing. Gothic. Friendly. I remember the first time I walked all the way to the northern tip of the island to check out the lighthouse. "How quaint and delightful!" one might think. Then, as me and my friend Matt approached the plaque to read about it's history, it all became clear: the lighthouse was built by lunatic asylum patients, in order to catch escapees. Not only that, but records are unclear on if one particular patient who worked on it was ONE patient with a split personality, or MULTIPLE people.<br /><br />Wow.<br /><br />This time, me and Adam walked to the SOUTHERN tip of the island, which was equally as unsettling (and beautiful.) At the southern tip are the ruins of the ol' ABANDON SMALLPOX HOSPITAL, built by, you guessed it: lunatic asylum patients. One could Wikipedia the hell out of this information, but here are some pictures found online (I think we were too mystified to whip out the camera ourselves):<br /><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVvoOwgS4I/AAAAAAAAA9E/hQ5air2V_qY/s1600-h/ny_roosevelt_island_renwick_ruins_island_hospital_10_137.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVvoOwgS4I/AAAAAAAAA9E/hQ5air2V_qY/s400/ny_roosevelt_island_renwick_ruins_island_hospital_10_137.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378828066910915458" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVvnkAzB8I/AAAAAAAAA88/nVBxtBs8pnU/s1600-h/25roosevelt.2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVvnkAzB8I/AAAAAAAAA88/nVBxtBs8pnU/s400/25roosevelt.2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378828055436527554" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVvnYaM7iI/AAAAAAAAA80/iK4yCMkNyDw/s1600-h/12.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVvnYaM7iI/AAAAAAAAA80/iK4yCMkNyDw/s400/12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378828052321857058" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Wow again. Then at the very very very southern tip of the island, was a giant piece of...a wall? Strange. We took pictures in front and behind the wall.<br /><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVtpn2tl0I/AAAAAAAAA6c/kZqr96_skkI/s1600-h/IMG_1261.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVtpn2tl0I/AAAAAAAAA6c/kZqr96_skkI/s400/IMG_1261.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378825891804452674" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVtpASyAyI/AAAAAAAAA6U/5R7Cr6i8nRo/s1600-h/IMG_1259.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVtpASyAyI/AAAAAAAAA6U/5R7Cr6i8nRo/s400/IMG_1259.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378825881184764706" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">By the way, those of you may remember the black and white cookie I had at Roosevelt Island a long while back. You can refresh your memory about that here:<br /><br /><a href="http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/2007/05/tellis-diner-on-roosevelt-island.html">http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/2007/05/tellis-diner-on-roosevelt-island.html</a><br /><br />After checking out the new (and only) pizza place on Roosevelt Island (I could just as soon do a pizza blog as well as a cookie blog...), we took the tram to the east side. AUGHH THE TRAM. It was my first time. This happened:<br /><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVvod9oy_I/AAAAAAAAA9M/xQLr1a74y1Q/s1600-h/tram.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVvod9oy_I/AAAAAAAAA9M/xQLr1a74y1Q/s400/tram.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378828070992530418" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br />Adam ingeniously had the idea to eat a lot of candy after eating a lot of pizza, so we made our way to Dylan's Candy Bar. Holy wow.<br /><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVvm2UpHaI/AAAAAAAAA8s/Ge_yFEHfJKI/s1600-h/IMG_1298.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVvm2UpHaI/AAAAAAAAA8s/Ge_yFEHfJKI/s400/IMG_1298.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378828043171732898" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />What can I even say? Here are pictures that Adam took.<br /><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVvWc6OJ6I/AAAAAAAAA8k/dDuW2jdpBMQ/s1600-h/IMG_1296.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVvWc6OJ6I/AAAAAAAAA8k/dDuW2jdpBMQ/s400/IMG_1296.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378827761472120738" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVvVxqDB6I/AAAAAAAAA8c/ptbE1W62OPs/s1600-h/IMG_1295.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVvVxqDB6I/AAAAAAAAA8c/ptbE1W62OPs/s400/IMG_1295.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378827749861558178" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVvVU5UyKI/AAAAAAAAA8U/5IyRZZ2DCMs/s1600-h/IMG_1294.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVvVU5UyKI/AAAAAAAAA8U/5IyRZZ2DCMs/s400/IMG_1294.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378827742141008034" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVvU0Sa3vI/AAAAAAAAA8M/086if6Cqzvw/s1600-h/IMG_1293.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVvU0Sa3vI/AAAAAAAAA8M/086if6Cqzvw/s400/IMG_1293.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378827733387894514" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVtqPTm2OI/AAAAAAAAA6k/ZyDcuhkcmv0/s1600-h/IMG_1270.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVtqPTm2OI/AAAAAAAAA6k/ZyDcuhkcmv0/s400/IMG_1270.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378825902394628322" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">We went upstairs to the ice cream bar, where they had a flavor called "COFFEE AND DONUTS." Oh god. I wish I tried it. That night I had a dream about trying it (true story.)<br /><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVuIO-MqYI/AAAAAAAAA60/GQWVpa-jRGw/s1600-h/IMG_1272.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVuIO-MqYI/AAAAAAAAA60/GQWVpa-jRGw/s400/IMG_1272.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378826417700907394" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /> I saw a black and white cookie in the display case, and figured I may as well seize the day.<br /><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVuylvk7AI/AAAAAAAAA7c/4ow5Qc3Mph4/s1600-h/IMG_1279.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVuylvk7AI/AAAAAAAAA7c/4ow5Qc3Mph4/s400/IMG_1279.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378827145368103938" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">This place was packed with crazy hyper little kids and incredibly anxious parents. It was a really stressful environment and I definitely wanted to leave ASAP, though I was also beginning to feel kind of light headed and exhausted. Maybe walking for hours then eating a lot of candy isn't really good for you. Me and Adam also bought a giant Rice Krispie treat sandwich with caramel in the middle. There it is on the left. We still haven't eaten it yet, but may need a chainsaw to split it down the middle.<br /><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVuJwAJoyI/AAAAAAAAA7M/OPvbXBID7MQ/s1600-h/IMG_1277.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVuJwAJoyI/AAAAAAAAA7M/OPvbXBID7MQ/s400/IMG_1277.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378826443747336994" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />Finally, the cookie.<br /><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVuI56k45I/AAAAAAAAA68/mur2X9lNFTc/s1600-h/IMG_1275.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVuI56k45I/AAAAAAAAA68/mur2X9lNFTc/s400/IMG_1275.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378826429228442514" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVuKMOSIKI/AAAAAAAAA7U/WYni-LOwj0I/s1600-h/IMG_1278.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVuKMOSIKI/AAAAAAAAA7U/WYni-LOwj0I/s400/IMG_1278.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378826451322806434" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">I tried the vanilla side.<br /><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVuzCvA9iI/AAAAAAAAA7k/qIFJLAZ5D9U/s1600-h/IMG_1282.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVuzCvA9iI/AAAAAAAAA7k/qIFJLAZ5D9U/s400/IMG_1282.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378827153150375458" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">You know...I'm sorry to say, but eh. I think Dylan's is great and I plan on visiting again, but black and white cookies may not be their specialty. The icing was so scarce (you can see it doesn't drape over the sides of the cookie as it often does), that I mostly tasted this big stale rough cake under it, and a hint of sugary vanilla on top. I struggled to pin down what I was tasting...it was a bit bland.<br /><br />Chocolate side.<br /><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVuzeSKWXI/AAAAAAAAA7s/qnBBXynj6Is/s1600-h/IMG_1283.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVuzeSKWXI/AAAAAAAAA7s/qnBBXynj6Is/s400/IMG_1283.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378827160545548658" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />Essentially the same thing. My mouth was overflowing with cake and rubbery cookie, but wasn't tasting anything. The cake even had an unpleasant burnt taste in some areas.<br /><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVu0ZaLgvI/AAAAAAAAA78/OXQbmEljoJE/s1600-h/IMG_1289.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVu0ZaLgvI/AAAAAAAAA78/OXQbmEljoJE/s400/IMG_1289.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378827176416871154" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />As you can see, even with Adam's help I could not finish this cookie. The milk however, may have been the best cup of milk I've ever had.<br /><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVuJakfQfI/AAAAAAAAA7E/fk_Rzeg9_V8/s1600-h/IMG_1276.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVuJakfQfI/AAAAAAAAA7E/fk_Rzeg9_V8/s400/IMG_1276.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378826437994168818" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />I recommend going to Dylan's for the sheer absurdity of the place, and for the many flavors of gummies, but not for the cookies.<br /><br />We went home. We watched Superman: The Animated Series all night. I went to bed.<br /><br /><br /><br />-Jordan<br /><br />P.S. The google hits for this blog should be very interesting. ABANDONED MENTAL HOSPITAL CANDY SUPERMAN ROSENBERG CYNTHIA HOPKINS MILK.<br /><br /></span>Jordanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-35350689143215956042009-07-10T18:41:00.012-04:002018-09-21T13:44:35.900-04:00Bovella's Pastry Shoppe<span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: "arial";">Hello everyfun!!! (I MEAN ONE.)<br /><br />The other day, me and my mate's Matt and Becky went to Bryant Park to watch an outdoor screening of Dog Day Afternoon, one of my favorite films. You can find out about the wonderful, naturalistic, moving, funny, and compelling Dog Day Afternoon on some <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0072890/">other</a> website. The focus of this blog is :: THE COOKIES.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: "arial";">Becky brought some cookies over from <a href="http://www.bovellas.com/default.aspx?pageId=1">Bovella's Pastry Shoppe</a> in Jersey. Bovella's web</span><span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: "arial";">site declares that :</span><br />
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<span class="Content"><span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: "arial";"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="color: #cccccc;">There have</span> <span style="color: #cccccc;">been a few new additions to the staff at Bovellas</span><span class="248263116-22062007" style="color: #cccccc;">, including Rob Weinberg</span></span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="color: black;"><span class="248263116-22062007" style="color: #cccccc;">er</span><span style="color: #cccccc;"> who started a little over a year ago. Bovellas has also added a talented new baker and cake deco</span><span style="color: #cccccc;">rator, Bobby Fischer</span><span class="248263116-22062007" style="color: #cccccc;">, </span><span style="color: #cccccc;">formerly of Las Vegas, Nevada.</span></span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: rgb(204 , 204 , 204); font-family: "arial";"><br /></span> <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SlfmqJvQEAI/AAAAAAAAA4c/qFRFElJ1Vwk/s1600-h/bobby-fischer-life-nov-12-1971.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="color: #cccccc;"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357003893623492610" src="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SlfmqJvQEAI/AAAAAAAAA4c/qFRFElJ1Vwk/s320/bobby-fischer-life-nov-12-1971.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" /></a> <span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: "arial";"><br /><br /><span style="color: black;">Well...OK. Perhaps this master of dueling blacks and whites will make o</span></span><span style="color: black; font-family: "arial";">ne hell of a black and white cookie. Anyway, our cast of characters:</span><br />
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<span style="color: rgb(204 , 204 , 204); font-family: "arial";"><br /></span> <span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: "arial";"><span style="color: black;">Becky</span></span> <span class="Content" style="color: rgb(204 , 204 , 204);"><span style="color: rgb(0 , 0 , 0);"><span class="Content"><span style="color: rgb(0 , 0 , 0);"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SlfmqZRIdRI/AAAAAAAAA4k/yA-SSH3tUT0/s1600-h/dogday04becky+cookie.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357003897792132370" src="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SlfmqZRIdRI/AAAAAAAAA4k/yA-SSH3tUT0/s320/dogday04becky+cookie.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /></a></span></span></span></span> <br />
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: "arial";">ME/JORDAN/YOUR BLOGGER EXTRAORDINAIRE</span><span style="color: #cccccc;">.</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "arial";">The park was very nice, but crazy crowded. For some reason I had multiple pee attacks and kept having to climb over a mile of people lying down on blankets to get to the port-o-potties (Blogger didn't correct my spelling on that! Wow!) I gave up assuming I was rude to step on people's blankets and food. EITHER LEAVE ROOM OR GET SQUASHED, I always say. In any situation. </span><br />
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: "arial";">The movie was to begin at sundown (preceded by a very random Looney Tunes cartoon, which I can't remember the title of, but it was basically like Tom and Jerry but with a TON of dialogue), so we busted out the cookies beforehand.</span><span style="color: #cccccc;"> </span></span><span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: "arial";"><span style="color: black;">They were modestly sized, and a bit thin. Not a big fluffy cakey cookie that I've had at a few bakeries. I ate the vanilla.</span><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(204 , 204 , 204);"><span class="Content"><span style="color: rgb(0 , 0 , 0);"><span class="Content"><span style="color: rgb(0 , 0 , 0);"><span class="Content"><span style="color: rgb(0 , 0 , 0);"><span class="Content"><span style="color: rgb(0 , 0 , 0);"><span class="Content"><span style="color: rgb(0 , 0 , 0);"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SlfmqlRli3I/AAAAAAAAA4s/Z8-l1fPy7GI/s1600-h/dogday05cookie+vanilla.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357003901015264114" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SlfmqlRli3I/AAAAAAAAA4s/Z8-l1fPy7GI/s320/dogday05cookie+vanilla.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /></a></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
<span style="color: black;"><span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: "arial";">Mmmmm, toe-licious.</span><span style="color: #cccccc;"> </span><span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: "arial";">The vanilla icing was very sugary, not great, but very soft, nice texture. The cake was actually a bit tougher than the icing, which is not of the norm. Then the chocolate happened.</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: "arial";">The chocolate was fairly average (which means it tasted good, but nothing new or special.) The icing was actually kind of cool, like chilled, which was refreshing on such a warm day. </span> <span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: "arial";"><br /></span><span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: "arial";">The sun went down and we watched Dog Day Afternoon!</span><span style="color: #cccccc;"> </span><span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: "arial";">The audience triumphantly broke out into a hilariously misguided applause when <span style="font-weight: bold;">(SPOILER)</span> So<span style="font-family: "arial";">nny and Sal make it into the limo, about 5 minutes from the actual end of the movie. Boy, did that make me happy.</span></span> </span><span style="color: rgb(204 , 204 , 204); font-family: "arial";"><br /></span><br />
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<span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: "arial";"><br /><span style="color: black;">Well, the movie ended, the port-o-potty line stretched down the block, and the cookie crumbs remained on the grass to be eaten by ants, and some funny centipede lookin' motherfucka that I saw. A nice evening.</span></span><span style="color: black;"> </span><span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: "arial";"><span style="color: black;"><br /><br /><br />See you next time!</span><br /></span> <span style="color: rgb(204 , 204 , 204);"><span class="Content"><span style="color: rgb(0 , 0 , 0);"><span class="Content"><span style="color: rgb(0 , 0 , 0);"><span class="Content"><span style="color: rgb(0 , 0 , 0);"><span class="Content"><span style="color: rgb(0 , 0 , 0);"><span class="Content"><span style="color: rgb(0 , 0 , 0);"><span class="Content"><span style="color: rgb(0 , 0 , 0);"><span class="Content"><span style="color: rgb(0 , 0 , 0);"><span class="Content"><span style="color: rgb(0 , 0 , 0);"><span class="Content"><span style="color: rgb(0 , 0 , 0);"><span class="Content"><span style="color: rgb(0 , 0 , 0);"><span class="Content"><span style="color: rgb(0 , 0 , 0);"><span class="Content"><span style="color: rgb(0 , 0 , 0); font-family: "arial";"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SlfnEi0U0mI/AAAAAAAAA5c/UaPVho77I8E/s1600-h/dogday20.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357004347032261218" src="https://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SlfnEi0U0mI/AAAAAAAAA5c/UaPVho77I8E/s320/dogday20.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /></a></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
<span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: "arial";"><br /><span style="color: black;">-Jordan</span></span><br />
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</span></span>Jordanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-44183150848497700612009-07-02T11:33:00.002-04:002009-07-02T11:36:19.354-04:00OMFG - New Post Next Week!This blog is so lame. It's so never updated and Jordan so sucks.<br /><br />I will be updating the blog next week. I have a cookie plan.<br /><br />In the meantime I am MOVING and that is taking up a lot of time. That is an excuse and doesn't cover the past few months -- but it does explain the surrounding weeks.<br /><br />I can't promise updates often but THIS BLOG IS NOT DEAD. NEW POST NEXT WEEK!<br /><br /><br />-JordanJordanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-88275976268511310822009-02-17T18:50:00.003-05:002009-02-17T18:52:33.274-05:00A Big Fat Hairy Plug<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">Hey there, friends!</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">This is a post to tell you that I have started a 2nd blog, called "Mp3 of the Week."  Located here:</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"> </span><a href="http://jordansmp3oftheweek.blogspot.com/"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">http://jordansmp3oftheweek.blogspot.com/</span></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">I like to fancy myself a songwriter and all around music-maker.  I have many, many, many songs as well as hundreds of (fun!) instrumentals and random noodlings.  I will be posting mp3s I have made throughout the years (as well as new stuff) every single week.  This used to be on my music website, but now in blog form I can have a massive archive building up.  Scary, and exciting.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">The cookie posts aren't stopping any time soon!  Don't worry!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">-Jordan</span></div>Jordanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-69159414638715805462009-02-01T18:45:00.012-05:002009-02-06T00:40:14.161-05:00Lenny's<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Hello best friends!<br /><br />This week's cookie was purchased and eaten at Lenny's on 9th avenue and 43rd street. It was recommended by some coworkers. I met my friend Matt Koff there and we HAD AT IT!<br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br />Lenny's is across from Westway Diner, the diner I take my lunch break at about once a week. Westway is special because they have Oreo Cookie milkshake, as well as a Caramel shake and a hazelnut shake! Wow!!<br /></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br /></span><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SYY2lE-UMiI/AAAAAAAAA4M/SbW_KZUx8Zg/s400/Lenny%27s+westway.JPG" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297982022266139170" border="0" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br />Matt showed up and tried to avoid the camera, but I got him!<br /><br /><br /></span><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SYY2OS0T6FI/AAAAAAAAA3M/K6HINOCSzdM/s400/Lennys+matt+arrives.JPG" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297981630845282386" border="0" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br />First we had a very quick pizza slice at Lazara's Pizza right next door. It was ridiculously expensive for a tiny, tiny slice and it tasted average. It WAS good, but so expensive that it left a bitter taste in my bitter mouth.<br /><br />Here is Matt eating, then reflecting.<br /><br /><br /></span><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SYY2kmC6ZjI/AAAAAAAAA38/ZUKg5mk_KkE/s400/Lennys+pizza+2.JPG" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297982013963920946" border="0" /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SYY2kvaGmSI/AAAAAAAAA30/CmIxbob99sM/s400/Lennys+pizza.JPG" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297982016477108514" border="0" /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Anyway, on to Lenny's! Here is it's funny little logo! It looks like that cartoon chef is expecting a tip with his other hand!<br /></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br /><br /></span></div><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SYY2ODA3SdI/AAAAAAAAA3E/vc2iTZ3Bzj0/s400/Lennys+logo.JPG" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297981626602965458" border="0" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br />Three cookies left OHGODWEALMOSTDIDN'TMAKEIT!!!<br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SYY2OVNYA_I/AAAAAAAAA3U/uov9z4HbyX8/s1600-h/Lennys+matt+cookie.JPG"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SYY1lG-8dlI/AAAAAAAAA2s/saarIzmMilc/s400/Lennys+cookies.JPG" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297980923294021202" border="0" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br />I checked the freezers for some milk to buy, but they only had MUSCLE MILK (what is that stuff?) and chocolate milk. The idea of drinking chocolate milk with a cookie to me is absolutely absurd, and after laughing myself half to death, I regained composure and went to a next door grocery to look for some milk to sneak in to Lenny's. All they had was very expensive (again!) tiny tiny juice box of milk. It was about as much money as a whole quart of another brand of milk! But I'm not taking an open quart of milk onto the train ride home. That would look silly.<br /><br /><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SYY2OhfpqwI/AAAAAAAAA3k/5XcO8fIZ_pI/s1600-h/Lennys+milk.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SYY2OhfpqwI/AAAAAAAAA3k/5XcO8fIZ_pI/s400/Lennys+milk.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297981634785159938" border="0" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br />It said to shake (why? I don't recall ever shaking milk before.) SO I DID. And YOU get to see it, you lucky, lucky people.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SYY2kTPP2yI/AAAAAAAAA3s/rXi5eUhTwk0/s1600-h/Lennys+milk+shake.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SYY2kTPP2yI/AAAAAAAAA3s/rXi5eUhTwk0/s400/Lennys+milk+shake.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297982008915385122" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Shake shake shake! Shake shake shake! Shake your milky!<br /><br />Or: Now THAT'S what I call a MILKSHAKE! Hahahahahaha!<br /></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Matt had an amazingly difficult time ordering a black and white cookie. His delicate sensibilties wouldn't allow a cookie that had some "shmutz" on it (I believe it can be spotted in the picture above, and god bless those of you scrolling up to check right now!), but the cute blonde asian girl who didn't speak much english didn't understand how he wanted a black and white cookie, but not THAT black and white cookie. She would grab the cookie, then Matt would say no, so she'd put it down, then Matt would say he DOES want a cookie, and confusion ensued.<br /><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SYY2OVNYA_I/AAAAAAAAA3U/uov9z4HbyX8/s1600-h/Lennys+matt+cookie.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SYY2OVNYA_I/AAAAAAAAA3U/uov9z4HbyX8/s400/Lennys+matt+cookie.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297981631487280114" border="0" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SYY1lc1vQ8I/AAAAAAAAA28/uPPM3odNTIk/s1600-h/Lennys+jordan+cookie.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SYY1lc1vQ8I/AAAAAAAAA28/uPPM3odNTIk/s400/Lennys+jordan+cookie.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297980929160987586" border="0" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br />I bit the vanilla side.<br /><br /><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SYY2OVNYA_I/AAAAAAAAA3U/uov9z4HbyX8/s1600-h/Lennys+matt+cookie.JPG"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SYY2kgputuI/AAAAAAAAA4E/3L0NhjieHjQ/s400/Lennys+vanilla.JPG" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297982012516120290" border="0" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br />Hm. It smells a little strange.  The vanilla did not have a glaringly huge flavor.  The cake overpowered it, especially with it's strange strange texture.  It was oddly soft, like a thick sponge.  It felt like it was inflating inside your mouth after every chew.  That sounds kind of pleasureable - but it threw me off.  It felt weird.  </span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Next I bit Mr. Chocolate.<br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SYY1k80fuRI/AAAAAAAAA2k/TQ-s-irWnbQ/s1600-h/Lennys+chocolate.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SYY1k80fuRI/AAAAAAAAA2k/TQ-s-irWnbQ/s400/Lennys+chocolate.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297980920565840146" border="0" /></a><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">It was pretty good.  Me and Matt both agreed it almost tasted like an Entenmanns chocolate donut.  I asked Matt if he smelled something strange, and he responded saying he was "smell deaf."  This made me laugh!  And it still does.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SYY1k1p-P2I/AAAAAAAAA2c/vptgycqqGCY/s1600-h/Lennys+almostdone.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SYY1k1p-P2I/AAAAAAAAA2c/vptgycqqGCY/s400/Lennys+almostdone.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297980918642655074" border="0" /></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Despite my minor complaints, it WAS a good cookie.  Not the best, but I ate it pretty fast.  Then drank some weird tasting milk.  Matt stared off into the distance, like the painting behind him.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SYY2OVNYA_I/AAAAAAAAA3U/uov9z4HbyX8/s1600-h/Lennys+matt+cookie.JPG"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SYY2OsHOQ0I/AAAAAAAAA3c/CbI4xMGBnhM/s400/Lennys+matt+done.JPG" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297981637635490626" border="0" /></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">And me?  Had to wipe some weird milk off of my face.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SYY1lDmIScI/AAAAAAAAA20/aPWdfunWh6M/s1600-h/Lennys+jordan.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SYY1lDmIScI/AAAAAAAAA20/aPWdfunWh6M/s400/Lennys+jordan.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297980922384632258" border="0" /></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">See you next time, folks!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">-Jordan</span></div></div>Jordanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-78082602394080363212009-01-03T17:54:00.006-05:002009-01-04T04:36:08.027-05:00Starbucks/Traditional Favorites<span style="font-family:arial;">...</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">...</span> <span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br /><br /><br />GOTCHA!! Sorry, didn't mean to sneak up on ya. Actually, yes I did.</span> <span style="font-family:arial;">Today's Black and White cookie was purchased at Starbucks, in Flushing, Queens. The label reads:<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">TRADITIONAL FAVORITES. Black & White Mini Cookies. A New York City Favorite! (SKU 408785. $1.95.)</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">I was in a Starbucks because I was on a DATE. I took no photo of the date, who I will never see again. But Google Image finds this photo of two cute girls in a Starbucks:</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SWCB5sAmOII/AAAAAAAAA10/7cFu84GkLd0/s1600-h/august_break_30.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SWCB5sAmOII/AAAAAAAAA10/7cFu84GkLd0/s400/august_break_30.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287368790599153794" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Hiya pretty gals! DO YA LIKE COOKIES?<br /><br />I've been meaning to review a Starbucks cookie for quite some time. Not just for the guaranteed Google search hits (starbucks starbucks starbucks starbucks starbucks), but I felt it's time my blog got into some relevant issues regarding </span><span style="font-family:arial;">commercialism and corporate monopolies.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />The cookies were tasty! :D :D :D<br /><br />The back of the label says, pretty randomly over the ingredients section, "Pairs well with Sumatra."<br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">A CLUE. Time to wikipedia "sumatra."</span><br /><br /><b style="font-style: italic;">Sumatra</b><span style="font-style: italic;"> (also spelled </span><b style="font-style: italic;">Sumatera</b><span style="font-style: italic;">) is an island in western </span><a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Indonesia" title="Indonesia">Indonesia</a><span style="font-style: italic;">, westernmost of the </span><a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sunda_Islands" title="Sunda Islands">Sunda Islands</a><span style="font-style: italic;">. It is the largest island entirely in Indonesia (two larger islands, </span><a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Borneo" title="Borneo">Borneo</a><span style="font-style: italic;"> and </span><a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/New_Guinea" title="New Guinea">New Guinea</a><span style="font-style: italic;">, are partially in Indonesia), and the </span><a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_islands_by_area" title="List of islands by area">sixth largest island</a><span style="font-style: italic;"> in the world </span><span style="font-style: italic;">(approximately 470,000 km²)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />Alright. I'll have to buy these cookies, then head over to Sumatra to find out if they do indeed pair well with each other.</span><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SWAMAMQgMdI/AAAAAAAAA08/1Ukm_tCYLy8/s1600-h/Starbucks1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SWAMAMQgMdI/AAAAAAAAA08/1Ukm_tCYLy8/s400/Starbucks1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287239159962939858" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />AHAH. It also says "Manufactured for Starbucks Coffee Company." So for all intents and purposes, these are "Starbucks" brand (I wasn't sure about that)!</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />I think you guys should join me for this one. Go to the nearest Starbucks in your area, buy the </span><span style="font-family:arial;">cookies, then sit down with me.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />Nice to meet you. Are you OK? Good! Is this awkward? I can move over a bit if you want, I don't want to make you uncomfortable.<br /><br />First we unwrap the cookie (together.)</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SWAMA5qFCTI/AAAAAAAAA1M/oe8HGKuD0ow/s1600-h/Starbucks3.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SWAMA5qFCTI/AAAAAAAAA1M/oe8HGKuD0ow/s400/Starbucks3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287239172149807410" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />Then we bite the vanilla side (with each other.)<br /><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SWAMBCrPyUI/AAAAAAAAA1U/gojiH9G8vEA/s1600-h/Starbucks4+van.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SWAMBCrPyUI/AAAAAAAAA1U/gojiH9G8vEA/s400/Starbucks4+van.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287239174570625346" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">What did you think? I thought it was not a HUGE sugary strong vanilla taste, but it was very pleasant. It could have been a little more vanilla-y, but I was happy. Were you happy? Are we doing O.K.?<br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />Then we bite the chocolate side (side by side.)<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SWAMBVLguuI/AAAAAAAAA1c/Yl_XGnZZa8w/s1600-h/Starbucks5+choc.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SWAMBVLguuI/AAAAAAAAA1c/Yl_XGnZZa8w/s400/Starbucks5+choc.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287239179537791714" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br />Ok sorry, that is just a badly photographed cookie.<br /><br />Thoughts? If you want to know what I thought, it was very soft, chewy. It tasted almost like a brownie. Like fudge. I can see from the expression on your face that you agree! You've got something on your face, let me get that.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />I ate the 2nd cookie in about one bite!! I should have bought more, this was not nearly enough.<br /><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SWAMOZ91osI/AAAAAAAAA1k/vcPJUe4yNnw/s1600-h/Starbucks6+me.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SWAMOZ91osI/AAAAAAAAA1k/vcPJUe4yNnw/s400/Starbucks6+me.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287239404160918210" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Now let's watch The Short Films of David Lynch together and go to sleep! I prefer to be the little spoon but we can compromise.<br /><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SWAMOuXoASI/AAAAAAAAA1s/M8RzFi5bpUs/s1600-h/Starbucks7+lynch.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SWAMOuXoASI/AAAAAAAAA1s/M8RzFi5bpUs/s400/Starbucks7+lynch.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287239409637785890" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />::kiss::<br /><br /><br /><br />teehee!<br /><br /><br /><br />-Jordan, 2009 edition.<br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;"></span>Jordanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-82522278927884651272008-11-29T03:52:00.002-05:002008-11-29T04:01:04.366-05:00Apologies, and Promisees<span style="font-family:arial;">To my several billion loyal readers:</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">I very much apologize for not updating this blog as much as I, or you would like. I truly want to, but the truth is, I am very, very lazy. I am lazy, and stupid. I am lazy, stupid, and indifferent, and maybe not as hungry. My early-to-bed, early-to-rise work schedule kills my junk food appetite that I had when I first started.</span> <span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br />Picture this: I go into a store. I see they have a Black and White Cookie brand I have yet to review. I buy it. It sits in my kitchen FOR WEEKS. I want to eat it, but I think "Ugh...I can't JUST EAT IT. I have to do WORK</span><span style="font-family:arial;"> when I eat it."<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;">I have a garbage full of stale Black and White Cookies. This is unacceptable, and maybe borderline psychosis. </span> <span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br />I feel a bit inspired lately (I was re-reading some old posts. Ah, I was so young!) and I promise you I will update this more often! This blog is the closest thing I have to a successful project, as my music and film careers float like ghos</span><span style="font-family:arial;">ts through an oblivious world.</span> <span style="font-family:arial;">T<br /><br />hank you, and goodnight. It is 4 AM. </span><span style="font-family:arial;">Check back soon, and I love you deeply. DEEP deeply.</span> <span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/STEEmzK4V4I/AAAAAAAAA00/ZlRkTzpw7iQ/s1600-h/scan0063.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/STEEmzK4V4I/AAAAAAAAA00/ZlRkTzpw7iQ/s400/scan0063.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274001703244945282" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />-Jordan Adam Cooper, 2008.</span>Jordanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-80621382166717486432008-10-14T23:09:00.007-04:002008-10-19T13:48:54.065-04:00CAKE TIME!!!<span style="font-family:arial;">IT'S A BLACK AND WHITE CAKE!<br /><br />I went to the SUPERMARKET as my friend's Adam and Jon went food shopping for their apartment! THAT'S LIFE IN THE BIG CITY, FOLKS!<br /><br />Then we stumbled upon this little number!</span><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SPVi6tbHpLI/AAAAAAAAAjg/ZEobd75rsEE/s1600-h/IMG_0175.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SPVi6tbHpLI/AAAAAAAAAjg/ZEobd75rsEE/s400/IMG_0175.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257216900790199474" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">GIMME GIMME GIMME.</span><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SPVi7A7WrWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/ngkeVLhNDNo/s1600-h/IMG_0176.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SPVi7A7WrWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/ngkeVLhNDNo/s400/IMG_0176.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257216906025676130" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">It rained like a motherfucker while we were in the supermarket. We ran back and I got drenched. So I changed into my friends clothes. Check out my dignified attire:</span><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SPVi7KAJQpI/AAAAAAAAAjw/1lmpmyTA318/s1600-h/IMG_0177.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SPVi7KAJQpI/AAAAAAAAAjw/1lmpmyTA318/s400/IMG_0177.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257216908461687442" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">You know I never liked Ninja Turtles? Especially as a little kid. I hated the way they talked - "Radical!" "Narly!", etc. Even as like a 10 year old I thought they sounded retarded<br /><br />This is Adam! Adam Rosenberg! Take that, google searchers trying to stalk him!</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SPVi77fMamI/AAAAAAAAAj4/1e7i1AK5xk8/s1600-h/IMG_0188.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SPVi77fMamI/AAAAAAAAAj4/1e7i1AK5xk8/s400/IMG_0188.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257216921745255010" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SPVi8KzBxJI/AAAAAAAAAkA/MwHvjGkKXaw/s1600-h/IMG_0192.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SPVi8KzBxJI/AAAAAAAAAkA/MwHvjGkKXaw/s400/IMG_0192.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257216925854975122" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">I guess the only way to cut pieces (besides grabbing clumps with my disgusting veiny hand) where you get both sides is to do weird long thin biscotti-looking slivers. So there you go.</span><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SPVmfOrQ0eI/AAAAAAAAAkI/PDABwpMQvGc/s1600-h/IMG_0194.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SPVmfOrQ0eI/AAAAAAAAAkI/PDABwpMQvGc/s400/IMG_0194.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257220826726453730" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">I ate the cake. Honestly, it was just "OK." I could have predicted it wouldn't exactly taste like a black and white cookie, which is ironic since a black and white cookie is really more like a cake. But this cake was just like...an OK, store bought cake. Also when we actually ate it was like 2 or 3 weeks later. WOOPS. I wasn't crazy about either the vanilla or chocolate icing. They weren't bad but after a few bites I was pretty much done. P.S. I hate blogger and how it keeps undoing my font selection every other sentence.</span><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SPVmfQV6F1I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/GEbeQn0JZck/s1600-h/IMG_0196.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SPVmfQV6F1I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/GEbeQn0JZck/s400/IMG_0196.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257220827173754706" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">I also wasn't crazy about eating cake with a spoon. Too weird.</span><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SPVmfpVSPXI/AAAAAAAAAkY/Mi4Z5Ocq4fU/s1600-h/IMG_0201.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SPVmfpVSPXI/AAAAAAAAAkY/Mi4Z5Ocq4fU/s400/IMG_0201.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257220833882029426" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Wearing a much more dignified shirt (Homer Simpson jumping to grab a donut, with "JUST DONUT" written on the bottom.</span>)<br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br />-Jordan<br /><br /></span>Jordanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-14356108528591129672008-05-11T17:03:00.013-04:002008-05-28T23:03:52.735-04:00La Dolce Italia 2<span style="font-family:arial;">Last winter......</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br />BA BUMP</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">In the small town of Forest Hills...</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">BA BA BUMP</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">At a store called La Dolce Italia...<br /><br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">CRA-KOWWWW (lightning)<br /></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">A young man by the...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br />BA BA BA BA BA BUMP!!</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">...name of Jordan Cooper went on a quest</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />BABABABABABABABABSBDBDHDBDBDHD BUMP</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br />For the ultimate Black and White Cookie.</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">FLASH<br /><br /></span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SD4XnZwCzkI/AAAAAAAAAig/bsU6vMkFIlo/s1600-h/dolce+explosion.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SD4XnZwCzkI/AAAAAAAAAig/bsU6vMkFIlo/s400/dolce+explosion.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205624184981605954" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />SILENCE.......<br /><br /><br />.......</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Now, out of the ashes arrives...</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">LA DOLCE ITALIA 2!!!<br /><br /><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SD4WoZwCzeI/AAAAAAAAAhw/CPJiGg4TrW0/s1600-h/Dolce+Italia1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SD4WoZwCzeI/AAAAAAAAAhw/CPJiGg4TrW0/s400/Dolce+Italia1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205623102649847266" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" >STARRING</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br /></span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SD4b9ZwCzmI/AAAAAAAAAiw/Ei_6DpWfvik/s1600-h/joe_pantoliano.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SD4b9ZwCzmI/AAAAAAAAAiw/Ei_6DpWfvik/s400/joe_pantoliano.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205628960985239138" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SD4b9JwCzlI/AAAAAAAAAio/-SqyldEhMvY/s1600-h/Johnrhysdavies.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SD4b9JwCzlI/AAAAAAAAAio/-SqyldEhMvY/s400/Johnrhysdavies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205628956690271826" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SD4b9ZwCznI/AAAAAAAAAi4/RbWYVFLlxEs/s1600-h/taub188.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SD4b9ZwCznI/AAAAAAAAAi4/RbWYVFLlxEs/s400/taub188.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205628960985239154" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Not long ago, La Dolce Italia 2 opened up literally right around the corner from me, here in Kew Gardens. It appeared in a pretty badly received "death spot" -- businesses seem to open up and close down there within a few months. I can't even recall how many different stores, cafes,</span><span style="font-family:arial;"> groceries, etc, have been in that very location.<br /><br />Best of luck to La Dolce Italia 2 however, because this is ONE sequel that's just as good as the original!!!!! YA KNOW WHAT I MEAN??</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">I brought the cookie home for an unusually timed snack, around 7pm where dinner normally takes place (I ended up not being hungry for dinner till around 11:00 pm.)<br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Compared to the original La Dolce Italia, this cookie was a LOT smaller. Meaning it was about average size, since the first Dolce cookie was humongous. "Humongous" is a word I haven't heard or spoken in a long time, what happened to that word???<br /><br />One thing I noticed early on is that the chocolate icing was PITCH BLACKNESS. A little intimidating. Like the woods at night. Do I dare enter?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SD4WpZwCziI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/-b8k0f9xL_w/s1600-h/Dole+Italia2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SD4WpZwCziI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/-b8k0f9xL_w/s400/Dole+Italia2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205623119829716514" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">I also noticed right away from removing the cookie out of it's little paper wrap that the icing was STICKY AND GOOEY AND FRESH. No rock hard icing that feels like it was drilled onto the cake by a construction crew. This actually felt like it was spread over the cake like...icing!<br /><br />I took a bite of the vanilla.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SD4WpJwCzgI/AAAAAAAAAiA/wWugOs9wNTw/s1600-h/Dolce+Italia+3.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SD4WpJwCzgI/AAAAAAAAAiA/wWugOs9wNTw/s400/Dolce+Italia+3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205623115534749186" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />VERY good and very flavorful. I did not recall upon looking back that in my original La Dolce post, I complained about the lemony cake overpowering the vanilla to the point that I couldn't even taste it. While the lemon is indeed still very strong, this time I could taste the vanilla loud and clear, and with how soft and delicious it was, I could have eaten 20 all-vanilla cookies.<br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Then I tried the chocolate.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SD4WpJwCzhI/AAAAAAAAAiI/dm4Z7Gxge3g/s1600-h/Dolce+Italia+4.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SD4WpJwCzhI/AAAAAAAAAiI/dm4Z7Gxge3g/s400/Dolce+Italia+4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205623115534749202" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />Pretty much equally as good. Extremely soft, tasted almost like chocolate cupcake icing. The lemon in the cake was almost a bit too strong and creating a weird battle of tastes, but overall it was one of the most satisfying (cookie related) experiences I've had yet.<br /><br /></span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SD4Wo5wCzfI/AAAAAAAAAh4/5EPJrs0SREY/s1600-h/Dolce+Italia5+.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SD4Wo5wCzfI/AAAAAAAAAh4/5EPJrs0SREY/s400/Dolce+Italia5+.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205623111239781874" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">I finished the rest of the cookie EXTREMELY fast. I should have bought two.<br /><br />See you again when La Dolce Italia 3 comes out. Hopefully it won't be awful and ruin the franchise!!<br /><br /><br /><br />-Jordan<br /><br />Sidenote: There was a lot of plastic forks and spoons on the sidewalk. Why?<br /><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SD4XZpwCzjI/AAAAAAAAAiY/9sJJEKHCuNE/s1600-h/Forks+on+the+Ground.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SD4XZpwCzjI/AAAAAAAAAiY/9sJJEKHCuNE/s400/Forks+on+the+Ground.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205623948758404658" border="0" /></a>Jordanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-6031427018869075162008-02-19T21:21:00.004-05:002008-02-19T21:31:39.850-05:00Sweet City - CANCELLED!<span style="font-family:arial;">I waited too long.</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">The already-stale cookie became more stale.</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">I threw the cookie away. </span><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R7uQKUbHFQI/AAAAAAAAAhA/HB6hX8RuBZg/s1600-h/sweetcity1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R7uQKUbHFQI/AAAAAAAAAhA/HB6hX8RuBZg/s400/sweetcity1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168883504293287170" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R7uQKkbHFRI/AAAAAAAAAhI/C2gOtm8NDDI/s1600-h/sweetcity2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R7uQKkbHFRI/AAAAAAAAAhI/C2gOtm8NDDI/s400/sweetcity2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168883508588254482" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R7uQK0bHFSI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/87hnPVAYJ6M/s1600-h/sweetcity3.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R7uQK0bHFSI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/87hnPVAYJ6M/s400/sweetcity3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168883512883221794" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R7uQLUbHFTI/AAAAAAAAAhY/c2iYmj2QLA4/s1600-h/sweetcity4.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R7uQLUbHFTI/AAAAAAAAAhY/c2iYmj2QLA4/s400/sweetcity4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168883521473156402" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R7uQLkbHFUI/AAAAAAAAAhg/JTQPJVl1Rm8/s1600-h/sweetcity5.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R7uQLkbHFUI/AAAAAAAAAhg/JTQPJVl1Rm8/s400/sweetcity5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168883525768123714" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Maybe next time.<br /><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R7uQoUbHFVI/AAAAAAAAAho/KY5M7gymOyI/s1600-h/sweetcity6.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R7uQoUbHFVI/AAAAAAAAAho/KY5M7gymOyI/s400/sweetcity6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168884019689362770" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">-Jordan</span>Jordanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-3214786015712641612008-01-16T23:10:00.000-05:002008-01-19T16:43:34.191-05:00Primo! Cappuccino<span style="font-family:arial;">Hiya hos and bros. This week's cookie (I know this blog is anything but "weekly"), is from yet another food-getting-place (not sure of the term) in Penn Station on my way home from work. Primo! Cappuccino.<br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Again it was a black and white cookie in labeless shrinkwrapped plastic, and the thought has occurred to me that this may just be the exact same brand of cookie as the one I had last week, distributed to all these places in Penn Station in one big swoop.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">I sat down to watch Alien 3. I had never seen any of the Alien movies and recently made it a point to watch them all in order. The first film, "Alien," is probably the most unique (naturally) and literally other worldly feeling. It wasn't at all what I expected, being a very slow paced, subtle and effective mood piece. "Aliens" ended up as what I originally imagined for the first film, being action driven, more "macho" and fast paced. As I'm thinking of both films now though, I can barely remember</span><span style="font-family:arial;"> "Aliens" and remember almost everything about "Alien."<br /><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R5Js6vrwgPI/AAAAAAAAAgg/fi2l8gSfBNQ/s1600-h/Primo+alien1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R5Js6vrwgPI/AAAAAAAAAgg/fi2l8gSfBNQ/s400/Primo+alien1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157304279780851954" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">I liked both movies, though "Aliens" had incredibly annoying characters. Mainly Bill Paxton. "OH MAN!! WE'RE FUCKED, MAN! THIS IS IT, MAN!" Plus, the tough military chick who's got somethin' to prove! I liked Lance Henrickson, pretty much perfectly cast as a morally ambiguous robot.<br /><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R5Js7PrwgQI/AAAAAAAAAgo/unrwaafcSvI/s1600-h/Primo+alien2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R5Js7PrwgQI/AAAAAAAAAgo/unrwaafcSvI/s400/Primo+alien2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157304288370786562" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Soooo I watched Alien 3. I liked it, though after reading that David Fincher "disowns" it, maybe I'm not supposed to? How does one approach a movie after knowing that? I suppose you can choose to completely strip away all context, all IMDB trivia, all back story, and just watch the movie as it's own universe. It's not easy though, knowing the scene you're watching was against the director's</span><span style="font-family:arial;"> wishes, or the killing of major characters were only due to actor's availability. Should these fun</span><span style="font-family:arial;"> factoids be ignored?<br /><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R5Js7frwgRI/AAAAAAAAAgw/gMt_n7gake0/s1600-h/Primo+alien3.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R5Js7frwgRI/AAAAAAAAAgw/gMt_n7gake0/s400/Primo+alien3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157304292665753874" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Well, I liked the movie. I thought the supporting characters this go around were more interesting, and I was fascinated by the wealth of back story designated to this strange prison planet (was the WHOLE planet a prison? Or just this one building?) I also liked that in THIS movie, the Alien was a hybrid dog/alien. Cool.<br /><br />Oh yeah, the COOKIE.<br /><br /></span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R5JsTfrwgJI/AAAAAAAAAfw/IobCtOs0sns/s1600-h/Primo+1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R5JsTfrwgJI/AAAAAAAAAfw/IobCtOs0sns/s400/Primo+1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157303605470986386" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R5JsUPrwgKI/AAAAAAAAAf4/c0V5JAyQ-vU/s1600-h/Primo+2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R5JsUPrwgKI/AAAAAAAAAf4/c0V5JAyQ-vU/s400/Primo+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157303618355888290" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />I can't explain what it is, but I always have a thing for cookies that have that sexy little strand of hair going down on it's face. It's hot.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br />The cookie had sat around for days, but was still soft. Way to go! I'm proud of you.<br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">I bit the vanilla side.<br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R5JsUvrwgLI/AAAAAAAAAgA/qwEmwpIxC6o/s1600-h/Primo+3+vanila.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R5JsUvrwgLI/AAAAAAAAAgA/qwEmwpIxC6o/s400/Primo+3+vanila.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157303626945822898" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />Not great. Very strong and sugary, a bit tough. It proved to be difficult to finish the vanilla side.<br /><br /><br />Then I tried the chocolate.<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R5JsVfrwgNI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/HgCdnnT_sa4/s1600-h/Primo+4+vanilla.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R5JsVfrwgNI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/HgCdnnT_sa4/s400/Primo+4+vanilla.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157303639830724818" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Very soft, very dark tasting. A bit fudgey. I would even say "YUMMY" if I was forced to.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />The vanilla and chocolate together worked great, and made the vanilla taste better for some reason.<br /></span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R5JsVPrwgMI/AAAAAAAAAgI/DMYQy2cnDu4/s1600-h/Primo+4+half.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R5JsVPrwgMI/AAAAAAAAAgI/DMYQy2cnDu4/s400/Primo+4+half.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157303635535757506" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R5Js6frwgOI/AAAAAAAAAgY/afsnA4p-e1o/s1600-h/Primo+5+crumbs.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R5Js6frwgOI/AAAAAAAAAgY/afsnA4p-e1o/s400/Primo+5+crumbs.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157304275485884642" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">The cake smelled like Wonder Bread.<br /><br /><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R5Js7_rwgSI/AAAAAAAAAg4/y2bDS45y2DE/s1600-h/Primo+me+and+milk.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R5Js7_rwgSI/AAAAAAAAAg4/y2bDS45y2DE/s400/Primo+me+and+milk.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157304301255688482" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Dear Diary, today I put milk on my head and took a picture of myself at 2 AM because I am lonely.<br /><br /><br />-Jordan<br /></span>Jordanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-41219086020526146222007-12-25T20:35:00.001-05:002007-12-26T19:35:12.017-05:00Le Bon Cafe<span style="font-family:arial;">Today's cookie review is from Le Bon Cafe in Penn Station, NYC. Every day when I'm pushed home from work, I take the 5:38 pm train from Penn Station. It's becoming so routine that I recognize all the people that take the very same train.<br /><br />There's Beardy and Weirdy, a couple (one guy with a really long beard, and a hipster crazy eyed girl who is always with him.)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Then there's Cute Girl of Indeterminate age (I can't tell if she's 15 or 20, but she's cute, and she</span><span style="font-family:arial;"> looks like she may not even speak english, or maybe she does?)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">And then there's big fat guy who is always asleep wearing headphones, presumably a subliminal hypnosis weight loss tape playing. I'm assuming none of these people are aware of this blog.<br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">There's also Jewish Guy Who Is Always On Cellphone. </span><span style="font-family:arial;"> He wears a Yamaka. </span><span style="font-family:arial;">He's always running onto the train at full speed and looks really stressed out. Probably from having to be Jewish all the time (I'm only Jewish like once a year, and lately not even.)</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />And last but not least is Unbelievably Hot Girl. OK, I only saw her once, but she's worth a mention. I literally did a double take as I stood up from my seat to leave and saw her. She looked like she</span><span style="font-family:arial;"> came from another dimension. Why does she even need a train? I always imagine people who are that hot don't need to be transported, they can somehow just appear wherever they want.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Well anyway, I went into a little place called Le Bon Cafe, and saw they had shrinkwrapped black and white cookies. For those who don't know German, Le means "His", Bon means "ugly", and "Cafe" means "butt." Despite the name, the cookies looked good, and they felt soft and fresh.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">I had left the cookie in my cookiebag (or, my "bookbag") for 2 days, and in the process it became smushed, the vanilla icing being lifted off the cake and sticking to the wrapping. HOWEVER, this</span><span style="font-family:arial;"> was entirely different than the last cookie I ate, who's rock hard icing I was able to pop off the cake like a lid on a pringles can. This new cookie's icing came off because it was moist, vulnerable and</span><span style="font-family:arial;"> sticky (JUST HOW I LIKE EM, WINK WINK!)</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R3G_PPrwgCI/AAAAAAAAAe4/aPhItiywJ0E/s1600-h/LeBonCafe+01.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R3G_PPrwgCI/AAAAAAAAAe4/aPhItiywJ0E/s400/LeBonCafe+01.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148106117690196002" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R3G_PvrwgEI/AAAAAAAAAfI/Uzyv7AjpNeo/s1600-h/LeBonCafe+03.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R3G_PvrwgEI/AAAAAAAAAfI/Uzyv7AjpNeo/s400/LeBonCafe+03.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148106126280130626" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R3G_P_rwgFI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/9t-qJfvl1sk/s1600-h/LeBonCafe+04.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R3G_P_rwgFI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/9t-qJfvl1sk/s400/LeBonCafe+04.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148106130575097938" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R3G_QPrwgGI/AAAAAAAAAfY/1N9T3DS6deU/s1600-h/LeBonCafe+05.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R3G_QPrwgGI/AAAAAAAAAfY/1N9T3DS6deU/s400/LeBonCafe+05.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148106134870065250" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R3G-w_rwf9I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/-j-9gpbHDho/s1600-h/LeBonCafe+06+shock.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R3G-w_rwf9I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/-j-9gpbHDho/s400/LeBonCafe+06+shock.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148105597999153106" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R3G-xPrwf-I/AAAAAAAAAeY/k56zSbgcDYE/s1600-h/LeBonCafe+07+shock.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R3G-xPrwf-I/AAAAAAAAAeY/k56zSbgcDYE/s400/LeBonCafe+07+shock.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148105602294120418" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">I plopped myself down and checked this shit out.<br /><br /><br />Mmmmm. The vanilla side was very good, just as I figured it would be. I was able to peel it off the wrapping and slap it back on the cookie. It was chewy and had a real natural vanilla taste, not too sugary.<br /><br />WATCH OUT! HERE I COME!<br /><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R3G_yvrwgHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nNc-_ZEj4ow/s1600-h/LeBonCafe+11+teeth.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R3G_yvrwgHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nNc-_ZEj4ow/s400/LeBonCafe+11+teeth.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148106727575552114" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Sorry about that, everybody.<br /><br />Then I tried the chocolate side.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />Pretty much the same. Very good and fresh, chewy. I enjoyed eating it more than the vanilla side.<br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R3G-xfrwgAI/AAAAAAAAAeo/X3LOC7wb5fc/s1600-h/LeBonCafe+09.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R3G-xfrwgAI/AAAAAAAAAeo/X3LOC7wb5fc/s400/LeBonCafe+09.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148105606589087746" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">You can tell from this picture that the chocolate was very fudgey.<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R3G-xvrwgBI/AAAAAAAAAew/Kl7MUAJt2z4/s1600-h/LeBonCafe+10+fudge.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R3G-xvrwgBI/AAAAAAAAAew/Kl7MUAJt2z4/s400/LeBonCafe+10+fudge.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148105610884055058" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />My only criticism is that the cake was virtually tasteless. I tried eating some of it by itself and it had no discernible flavor, unlike some of the strong lemony flavors I'd taste in other cookies. It was still decent, but a really strong cake flavor would have put this cookie OVER THE TOP! OVER THE TOP, JERRY!<br /><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R3G_y_rwgII/AAAAAAAAAfo/QmovBQEBQwM/s1600-h/LeBonCafe+12+milk.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R3G_y_rwgII/AAAAAAAAAfo/QmovBQEBQwM/s400/LeBonCafe+12+milk.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148106731870519426" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">That's actually a picture of me draining milk INTO the glass. I don't know where it comes from.<br /><br /><br /><br />-Jordan<br /></span>Jordanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-25994249450162795382007-12-19T23:03:00.000-05:002007-12-20T00:23:27.785-05:00Hot and Tasty<span style="font-family:arial;">Hello Cookie Crew!</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />Union Turnpike. This rounded corner that merges Kew Gardens road into Queens Blvd is where I've emerged from the F and E train most of my life. I definitely have a love/hate relationship with</span><span style="font-family:arial;"> this particular area. Some days I'm so sick of it, I never want to come out of that subway again. Bu</span><span style="font-family:arial;">t it's hard to not be nostalgic, though is it possible to be nostalgic for something I still pass by every</span><span style="font-family:arial;"> single day?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">One of the less consistent things about this area has been what business actually takes shop on this corner. For a long time it was a Nathan's. Then a few years ago it became a "Hot and Tasty" bakery, with pizza I have no interest in trying, as an incredibly great pizza place (La Rondine) is only a few feet away. Besides my theory is, if pizza isn't a place's primary concern or reason for</span><span style="font-family:arial;"> being (i.e. a bakery also having some pizza too if people want it maybe!) then it can't be too good.<br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">I took a drive over to buy a black and white cookie.</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Check me out in my car. I'm an adult.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R2n3zvrwfpI/AAAAAAAAAbw/K9vXkUVfoAI/s1600-h/Hot+and+Tasty+1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R2n3zvrwfpI/AAAAAAAAAbw/K9vXkUVfoAI/s400/Hot+and+Tasty+1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145916517592891026" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R2n30_rwfsI/AAAAAAAAAcI/BJclmevpYxA/s1600-h/Hot+and+Tasty+4.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R2n30_rwfsI/AAAAAAAAAcI/BJclmevpYxA/s400/Hot+and+Tasty+4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145916539067727554" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Here was their display.<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R2n30PrwfqI/AAAAAAAAAb4/bQj_yvQH2oE/s1600-h/Hot+and+Tasty+2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R2n30PrwfqI/AAAAAAAAAb4/bQj_yvQH2oE/s400/Hot+and+Tasty+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145916526182825634" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">And look, some cute chocolate rats!<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R2n30frwfrI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2_34ObRcJ4M/s1600-h/Hot+and+Tasty+3.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R2n30frwfrI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2_34ObRcJ4M/s400/Hot+and+Tasty+3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145916530477792946" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">It's funny for a city to chocolatize it's flaws, like it's rat problem. Let's see some chocolate bad traffic too! And chocolate homeless. FREAKIN' CHOCOLATE GULIANI!<br /><br /><br />So I wasn't able to eat the cookie until a few hous later, and it wasn't shrinkwrapped or anything. I'm not sure if it became stale or was ALREADY stale, but when I bit into it, it was....INCREDIBLY STALE. Rock hard and completely and wholeheartedly unpleasant.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R2n31PrwftI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/Kbc90TDCecY/s1600-h/Hot+and+Tasty+5+cookie.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R2n31PrwftI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/Kbc90TDCecY/s400/Hot+and+Tasty+5+cookie.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145916543362694866" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R2n4RPrwfuI/AAAAAAAAAcY/vek94bEKUsU/s1600-h/Hot+and+Tasty+6.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R2n4RPrwfuI/AAAAAAAAAcY/vek94bEKUsU/s400/Hot+and+Tasty+6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145917024399032034" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">NO COMMENT.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br />I bit into the vanilla. The vanilla icing FELL OFF in my mouth. You hear me? Is anybody listening to this? The vanilla actually SEPARATED from the cookie in my mouth, as if they were just barely hanging on to each other in the first place.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R2n4SPrwfxI/AAAAAAAAAcw/JJ8pJqnzueo/s1600-h/Hot+and+Tasty+9+icing.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R2n4SPrwfxI/AAAAAAAAAcw/JJ8pJqnzueo/s400/Hot+and+Tasty+9+icing.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145917041578901266" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R2n4SvrwfyI/AAAAAAAAAc4/MxzVuctw5_s/s1600-h/Hot+and+Tasty+10.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R2n4SvrwfyI/AAAAAAAAAc4/MxzVuctw5_s/s400/Hot+and+Tasty+10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145917050168835874" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">It was good though. The vanilla. Kind of sugary and "nice" as I wrote in my notes (it's been a few days since eating, I'm sorry but my memory isn't so good right now.) The actual cake was pretty crappy but I enjoyed peeling off the vanilla and eating it.<br /><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R2n4RvrwfvI/AAAAAAAAAcg/vlkSfCutIqs/s1600-h/Hot+and+Tasty+7+bites.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R2n4RvrwfvI/AAAAAAAAAcg/vlkSfCutIqs/s400/Hot+and+Tasty+7+bites.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145917032988966642" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Next I tried the chocolate. It managed to hang together with the cookie but it wasn't very goo</span><span style="font-family:arial;">d. It tasted like really cheap chocolate. Like Choczel's brand chocolate.<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R2n7wvrwf3I/AAAAAAAAAdg/F3YPWxRDXNs/s1600-h/ToadAlly-Choczels.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R2n7wvrwf3I/AAAAAAAAAdg/F3YPWxRDXNs/s400/ToadAlly-Choczels.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145920864099794802" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Like when you buy some really cheap weird brand of candy you've never seen before, and at first bite it tastes good, then after a few bites you go "ohhh, now I see. This sucks."</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R2n4R_rwfwI/AAAAAAAAAco/CPGhOoxTNRg/s1600-h/Hot+and+Tasty+8.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R2n4R_rwfwI/AAAAAAAAAco/CPGhOoxTNRg/s400/Hot+and+Tasty+8.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145917037283933954" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br />Something that MAY be of interest is that the vanilla icing actually had chocolate icing UNDER it. aaaaaaHA!!! I was already suspicious when the vanilla fell right off, but it seems that it was actually hiding what may have been a FULLY CHOCOLATE COOKIE that had some vanilla slopped on top of it like a cheap paint job on a shitty car.<br /><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R2n4zfrwf0I/AAAAAAAAAdI/oC1yxhNR--w/s1600-h/Hot+and+Tasty+12.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R2n4zfrwf0I/AAAAAAAAAdI/oC1yxhNR--w/s400/Hot+and+Tasty+12.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145917612809551682" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />As you can see, I could barely finish this thing. I don't know if the cookies are always stale and crappy or if I had some bad luck.<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R2n4zvrwf1I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/ID1sY-ibGOY/s1600-h/Hot+and+Tasty+13+crumbs.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R2n4zvrwf1I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/ID1sY-ibGOY/s400/Hot+and+Tasty+13+crumbs.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145917617104518994" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />Actually I would bet most of the cookies I review probably taste wildly different from night to night. But that would imply this blog is a completely useless waste of time, and of course, that would be crazy!??<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R2n4z_rwf2I/AAAAAAAAAdY/HHPyzLa6DJ0/s1600-h/Hot+and+Tasty+14+me.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R2n4z_rwf2I/AAAAAAAAAdY/HHPyzLa6DJ0/s400/Hot+and+Tasty+14+me.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145917621399486306" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br />Well I've gotta go not go to sleep, then wake up exhausted, then be tired all day at work, then come home, and not go to sleep again, and etc, etc.<br /><br /><br /><br />-Jordan<br /></span>Jordanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-44147476020952028702007-12-10T00:28:00.000-05:002007-12-10T00:32:05.102-05:00New Star Cafe<object width="425" height="355"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nYeyKTqVllw&rel=1"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nYeyKTqVllw&rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"></embed></object>Jordanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-67464247108142817792007-12-02T16:27:00.000-05:002007-12-02T16:45:24.909-05:00Where have I been and Why haven't I been eating cookies?<span style="font-family:arial;">I've been very busy with work, and have not had the luxury to go out of my way to find new cookies.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Not that I haven't checked -- every time I pass a grocery store I look in to see if there is a brand I haven't reviewed yet. EVERY time. And every time I see Joey's, Allison's Entenmann's, Muffins n' Stuff, etc, etc. All the brands I've already done.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Currently I am incredibly sick with some sort of cold and haven't left my house.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">I promise I WILL update this blog soon, when I have ONE GOD DAMN SECOND.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Ok bye bye!</span><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R1MnQIM04kI/AAAAAAAAAbo/6r_FJk5g9bc/s1600-R/aauuughsmall.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R1MnQIM04kI/AAAAAAAAAbo/IZW0pVkwg50/s400/aauuughsmall.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139494757792539202" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">-Jordan</span>Jordanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840noreply@blogger.com1