
Yeah, I actually Googled "pictures of Stew Leonard's rice cakes" and this is what I got, one picture, which is approximately one picture more than I thought I would get.
Of course, I've found plenty of ways to obliterate their low -calorie count. I've tried them topped with fresh fruit and whipped cream, dipped in yogurt, spread with spinach dip, and once, in a holy-crap-its-midnight-and-I-still-have-hours-worth-of-work-to-do moment of weakness, I dipped them in Hershey's syrup while standing in front of the open fridge. Don't judge me.
So, at work yesterday I had a craving for something sweet, but had nothing to snack on other than some of my trusty rice cakes. Suddenly, I had an epiphany: cinnamon-sugar rice cakes! Happy day! Sadly, I soon found that our office cupboard contained only the following items: hand wipes, a thousand packets of Sweet & Low, hot sauce, a first aid kit, an empty Kashi cereal box, a petrified english muffin and tube of toothpaste. (Yes, this is a corporate office for a restaurant!) No cinnamon or real sugar to be found, so, begrudgingly, I ate the rice cakes dipped in toothpaste.
Ok, not really, I ate them plain and they were still damn good, for rice cakes.
Thank you for reading an entire post about rice cakes. You may now resume with your normal lives.
Sincerely,
Dames
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P.S. (and this has nothing to do with rice cakes, thank God) -
Rest in peace Estelle Getty! Thank you for being a friend.
Little Jen - you didn't happen to inquire about her recently, did you?
2 comments:
OK...sadly i know all about your rice cake obsession. An Intervention may be needed soon. Sadly the guy in the pic is "Jimmy". He works at the Newington Stew's. Anna and Will know him all too well b/c he gives out free ice cream coins ( kinda like those wodden nickels). So Anna and Will hunt him down when we are shopping. ( Sad I know who that guy is.)
I hope LJ isn't to blame for her death btw...we know her track record!!
Haha, thanks for the info JHabs. Maybe I'll run into him the next time I go to stock up. Then I'll tell him he's famous because he made my blog. Then I'll probably get escorted out by store security. You're right, I may need an intervention.
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