On one hand, I fucking love burritos. On the other hand, I don’t usually trust food, other than candy, soda or chips, that comes out of a mysterious contraption located in the same space as where I pump gas. While part of me wants to get excited about the Burrito Box, “the world’s first burrito kiosk” (stationed inside two separate gas stations in LA), because, hello, EDIBLE MAGIC, I am understandably concerned about the quality, freshness and safety of sticking that edible magic in my piehole. According to Buzzfeed, the burritos come in five “flavors,” each costing $3, and you can customize your order with toppings like guacamole, sour cream and Tabasco, for an additional fee. So far, reviews are mixed. The guy who posted the photo above to Instagram said his burrito “wasn’t that bad,” which I am going to say is a positive review given his burrito came out of a somewhat mysterious orange box in a gas station. But LAist tried all five “flavors” of burrito — three of which are breakfast burritos, with eggs, BTW — and called them “bland” and “colorless and unappetizing.” But honestly? That’s how I’d describe most pricey, sit down Mexican restaurants in New York City. When I’m in LA later this month, I am totally going to go to the burrito box and report back. [Buzzfeed] [Photo: Instagram]
Seeing these chocolate champagne gold-dusted Christmas cronuts (say that three times fast!) being hailed as the ultimate Christmas pastry put us in the mood to seek out even more OTTCF (Over The Top Christmas Foods). And oh boy, did we find some doozies. Click through to check out the craziest Christmas treats the internet has to offer, some of which will make you hungry, some of which will make you dry heave, and some of which will you make you do both at the same time, which is quite an impressive feat.
When I first read about the life-size, world record-setting gingerbread house that had been erected in Texas, I was ready to pack my bags and move in. I mean, 39,000 edible cubic feet of gingerbread, frosting, candy canes, and lollipops? Life dream status! But alas, some things that seem like a dream true are actually a nightmare in disguise. In the case of my beloved gingerbread house, the nightmare came in the form of 2,000 bees who have reportedly infested the sugary structure. A beekeeper was brought in to relocate the swarm, but the anxiety caused by the possibility of their return would probably cause me to emotionally eat the entire living room. Because if there’s one thing that’s stronger than my love of gingerbread, it’s my fear of bees. Sigh. I suppose my gingerbread house dream will have to be put on hold, yet again. [Oddity Central]
I recently went on a fall candle shopping spree, so every room of my house is now filled with blissful smells like balsam wood, pumpkin pie, cinnamon, firewood, and cranberry peppermint. But you know what scent is missing from my candle lineup? KENTUCKY FRIED CHICKEN. Luckily, a Kentucky candlemaker named Kathy Werking has created just such a product, and she didn’t take her job lightly. Check out the product description:
“To craft the perfect xtra crispy aroma, Kathy picks up her cast iron skillet, adds a little seasoning, and gets to work. To make these candles, she fries chicken in all-natural soy wax and adds an infusion of family secrets.”
Yep, these candles are the real deal. If the thought of the aroma of fried chicken wafting through your house fills you with glee instead of dry heaves, you’ll need to act fast: the first batch of 25 KFC candles sold out in under a minute, and the next batch of 100 is going fast! [$22, Kentucky For Kentucky]
My attitude about pretty much everything on a standard Thanksgiving menu is “oh, that’s nice,” but when it comes to stuffing and gravy, my attitude is more along the lines of, “GIVE IT ALL TO ME.” So obviously, I’m really into the idea of these stuffing waffles drizzled with gravy “syrup.” Finally, a perfectly engineered day-after-Thanksgiving breakfast food (way better than the mashed potato and cranberry sauce omelette my dad is so fond of). Are you with me in my desire to chow down on a stack of these? Or does the idea of a savory, gravy-drenched waffle make your stomach turn? [Neatorama]
I’ve been on the hunt for my signature scent ever since Ami became my perfume mentor, and I think I just found it: Pumpkin Pie Cologne from Demeter Fragrance Library. I know I like fragrances with vanilla undertones — why not toss some cinnamon, nutmeg, and pumpkin puree into the mix? Just in case the idea of smelling like pumpkin pie in public freaks you out, the scent is also available in shower gel form, which is a bit more subtle and perfect for lathering up on Thanksgiving morning. Whip cream-scented lotion optional. [Refinery 29]