A few days ago, I spotted a single-slice pouch of Spam™ at the grocery store and decided it was worth a try. So I took one slice home and made a sandwich with it. I piled on two kinds of cheese (sharp cheddar and pepper-jack), a shmeer of white salad dressing, and a couple of forkfuls of sauerkraut. Did it work? That depends on your measure of success.

Today I decided to take a break from coffee, but not from caffeine. It's an addiction, I'll grant you, but one has to make a small, pathetic gesture of illusory freedom once in a while. Besides, I need to cut calories. So I picked up a 12-pack of zero-calorie "Pepsi Max" on my way to work. I had sucked down two cans of it by lunchtime and I was still feeling a bit below-par, so I decided I need a third... but I wasn't sure I could bear the "maximum taste" one more time. What did I do? I went over to the Coffee Mate pump-bottle. 50.7 fluid ounces of hazelnut-flavored, concentrated non-dairy creamer that I bought at Sam's Club to shave the jagged edge off their store-brand coffee. And I added one pump's worth of hazelnut-cream syrup to my pepsi. In a cup, of course. I mean, how are you supposed to stir it in the can without getting foam all over?
Now that was weird. Again, I can't call this a recommendation. Try it at your own risk. On balance, I thought it was OK. The flavor combination wasn't too bad; though, to be sure, "cola flavor" basically means "high fructose corn syrup with a slight sting of carbonic acid." But there was something a little creepy about the way most of the fizz in the soda formed a layer of stiff foam on top of the drink, like a drinkably soft meringue. Apart from that, if the Pepsi had spent more time in the fridge beforehand, I might have convinced myself I was drinking iced coffee. Really weak, artificially-sweetened, hazelnut latte frappucino, on the rocks. Hold the rocks.
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