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Monday, October 22, 2012
Another sign the apocalypse is upon us.
I like food. Boom!, there I said it. I am willing to try new foods - as a matter of fact I was one of the first to try pizza on a stick. So this seemed right in my wheelhouse PBJ in a can cool...I was wrong.
Every generation, sandwich convenience takes a leap forward. Our grandparents saw the first drive-thru restaurant; our children will be the first to try McDonald's McRib I V Bag. For us, it's the Candwich: a peanut butter and jelly sandwich in a can.
"Kids Love It!" it says so right there on the can. This just proves my long-running theory: that kids are dumb.
Frat Boys chug the whole sandwich in one gulp.
The world's gone topsy-turvy. Somewhere, someone is drinking a Miller Lite out of a Ziploc bag.
The flavor is somewhere on the continuum between Play-Doh and Taxicab Air Freshener. But if traditional sandwich packaging never took up enough landfill space for your liking, this is the sandwich for you.