I said it when it was Bill Clinton on the hotseat, I'll repeat it for Newt Gingrich. Someone's sex life is none of my business, and, more important, it's no indication of how someone will perform in a professional situation.
Adorable John King really disappointed me at the recent GOP debate. The first thing he wanted to ask candidate Gingrich was about recent revelations, also known as gossip, from his ex-wife about his infidelity and open marriage proposal. Really, John? This is how you choose to inform the public? Gingrich's response, which wasn't bad, by the way, couldn't possibly help voters decide if he should be president.
Friday, January 20, 2012
Poor Adele
First, I want to point out that I loved Adele the singer back when Amy Winehouse was still alive. I read they were both from the same London neighborhood, which would account for my liking both their voices.
But poor Adele. She is getting overexposed without even singing. Out of commission for the last few months after vocal surgery, her hit "Rolling in the Deep" continues to play within earshot almost every day. It's making me sick of her already! What a shame. Get better soon, Adele. We need to hear some new from you asap.
But poor Adele. She is getting overexposed without even singing. Out of commission for the last few months after vocal surgery, her hit "Rolling in the Deep" continues to play within earshot almost every day. It's making me sick of her already! What a shame. Get better soon, Adele. We need to hear some new from you asap.
Tuesday, January 17, 2012
Attn: Consumer Affairs
Dear Trader Joe's,
Well, you got me again. Between Thanksgiving and Christmas, I sampled and subsequently became hooked on your dark chocolate peanut butter cups. I hope the Reese's people aren't offended when I declare to you that your product is superior in yumminess. I was rationing myself effectively by buying the small packages containing nine cups (aka three single servings) each. But after the holidays, they were nowhere to be found. Oh, you still carry the plastic box (with a newly raised price) containing three times as much, but with the cups wrapped only in foil, I could no longer ration my daily intake because there was no airtight bag to slow me down! Since I am unwilling to pay more than $4.00 for a bag of candy, I am forced to get over my addiction without even the opportunity to taper off.
You have pulled this before, Trader Joe's. You once carried a terrific breakfast bar with dark chocolate chips, and one day the entire product was gone. I was told that the bars, which I had been eating for over a year without incident, had been voluntarily recalled for potentially dangerous bacteria or some such. C'mon, T.J.'s! Shouldn't I have been given the opportunity to decide whether to take my chances before it became unavailable? I waited for almost a year for its return, and in the process was forced to consume junky alternatives containing high fructose corn syrup! The bars are back, thank goodness, but I'm not sure they were worth the long wait.
Same goes for Trader Joe's brand of Spinach Pie. The T.J. version of spanakopita was a great vegetarian entree for work because it could be eaten hot or at room temperature. But when I needed dinners for my night job, no more pie. For the holidays or forever? I still can't get a straight answer.
Years ago I made a delicious discovery. For about a minute one October, Trader Joe's put out its famously addictive tiny chocolate chip cookies in single servings. It was the greatest thing to happen to my lack of self-control since ziploc freezer bags. And then they were gone. I learned after the fact that the snack size boxes were for Halloween only. Again I must ask: why, T.J., why?
If you persist in getting me hooked on products you intend to take away, at least include a warning on the package. "Be advised, this product in its current form is available for a limited time only, so don't get too attached."
* * * *
Dear Starbucks,
I don't drink coffee so, granted, I am not your #1 customer. But most people I know enjoy your joe so I often find myself in your establishments and in need of a beverage. My drink of choice is iced tea but since you refuse (see previous correspondence) to provide lemon, last week I opted for hot tea. It was served really hot. Too hot to drink, in fact.
For to-go orders, I can see the logic of providing scalding hot beverages that will cool off en route to their destination. But I am drinking it at Starbucks! How long do you think I want to wait once I've walked it to my table before bringing cup to mouth? I am baffled as to why anyone would want to be served scalding hot beverage for immediate consumption. Not so refreshing.
So here's my idea: Why not serve items at temperatures that complement my palate rather than burn the roof of my mouth? Just a thought.
Well, you got me again. Between Thanksgiving and Christmas, I sampled and subsequently became hooked on your dark chocolate peanut butter cups. I hope the Reese's people aren't offended when I declare to you that your product is superior in yumminess. I was rationing myself effectively by buying the small packages containing nine cups (aka three single servings) each. But after the holidays, they were nowhere to be found. Oh, you still carry the plastic box (with a newly raised price) containing three times as much, but with the cups wrapped only in foil, I could no longer ration my daily intake because there was no airtight bag to slow me down! Since I am unwilling to pay more than $4.00 for a bag of candy, I am forced to get over my addiction without even the opportunity to taper off.
You have pulled this before, Trader Joe's. You once carried a terrific breakfast bar with dark chocolate chips, and one day the entire product was gone. I was told that the bars, which I had been eating for over a year without incident, had been voluntarily recalled for potentially dangerous bacteria or some such. C'mon, T.J.'s! Shouldn't I have been given the opportunity to decide whether to take my chances before it became unavailable? I waited for almost a year for its return, and in the process was forced to consume junky alternatives containing high fructose corn syrup! The bars are back, thank goodness, but I'm not sure they were worth the long wait.
Same goes for Trader Joe's brand of Spinach Pie. The T.J. version of spanakopita was a great vegetarian entree for work because it could be eaten hot or at room temperature. But when I needed dinners for my night job, no more pie. For the holidays or forever? I still can't get a straight answer.
Years ago I made a delicious discovery. For about a minute one October, Trader Joe's put out its famously addictive tiny chocolate chip cookies in single servings. It was the greatest thing to happen to my lack of self-control since ziploc freezer bags. And then they were gone. I learned after the fact that the snack size boxes were for Halloween only. Again I must ask: why, T.J., why?
If you persist in getting me hooked on products you intend to take away, at least include a warning on the package. "Be advised, this product in its current form is available for a limited time only, so don't get too attached."
* * * *
Dear Starbucks,
I don't drink coffee so, granted, I am not your #1 customer. But most people I know enjoy your joe so I often find myself in your establishments and in need of a beverage. My drink of choice is iced tea but since you refuse (see previous correspondence) to provide lemon, last week I opted for hot tea. It was served really hot. Too hot to drink, in fact.
For to-go orders, I can see the logic of providing scalding hot beverages that will cool off en route to their destination. But I am drinking it at Starbucks! How long do you think I want to wait once I've walked it to my table before bringing cup to mouth? I am baffled as to why anyone would want to be served scalding hot beverage for immediate consumption. Not so refreshing.
So here's my idea: Why not serve items at temperatures that complement my palate rather than burn the roof of my mouth? Just a thought.
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