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I'm more amused by the Confederate battle-flag packaging! That would get your grocery store BURNED here in Georgia... :-)
Posted by: Stephen | January 16, 2006 at 09:23 PM
ha ha , they are funny and incredibly disturbing!
Posted by: clare eats | January 17, 2006 at 09:54 PM
Stephen -- only one of my colleagues decided to risk bringing it back through customs...
Clare -- I'm still disturbed by the notion. You know how you can "taste" things in your head -- this is one of those things I'd prefer to leave to imagination. I can't imagine what horror waits in the reality of tasting it...
Posted by: cath | February 02, 2006 at 01:16 PM