unmixed is the way to go
Since June there’s been a lot of Spicy Goldfish Snack Mix sitting around our office.
And since June I’ve been wholly unsatisfied by the ratios. It’s packed with Parmesan Goldfish and these kind of nasty spicy sticks that others seem to enjoy. So today I finally took matters into my own hands . . .
With spoon in tow . . .
I finally got to this . . .
Some of the office was less than pleased, however, Chuck and I enjoyed our mugs of pretzel and cheddar goldfish. What’s more, some interesting findings emerged from the little experiment:
- The mix is stacked with parmesan, there’s a good 30-50 percent more of it than anything else.
- The mix is seriously low on crackers. The best hypothesis offered for why is that the butterfly die is much more expensive than the fish one.
- Pretzel goldfish are way more delicious than anything else in there.
- The unmixing of goldfish mix really bothers Erik.
That’s all for now. If anyone needs me I’ll be learning how to defend myself in anticipation of Kacy finding out about this.
Kacy is going to be sooooooooooo mad.
the idea bothers me too. unmixed snack mix is sacrilegious, unholy. here, the old adage holds: the sum truly is greater than the parts.
Okay Noah I have two issues with what you just wrote:
1. There are most definitely NO parmesan goldfish in that mix. There are the pepper-y ones, and the sweeter ones, nowhere have I found parmesan.
2. DIE means something entirely different from the expense of using DYE to color the goldfish that you mentioned above
p.s. I too greatly dislike the separated goldfish!
amy i think he meant this kind of die
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Die_%28manufacturing%29
okay noah wins…in my attempt to poke fun at him he outwitted me, stupid ego of mine!
Fear not, fellow travelers… the mix is once again a mix
You hear that?
It’s the sound of awesomeness once again being crushed by Erik.
Noah has proven himself to be a awesomeness charlatan. Sir, awesomeness is neither a blog, twitter nor a link
if you guys can’t behave whilst i am away and play nice, i am going to set neal on you
MT- Erik was just trying to defend the integrity of the mix. Noah has lost his way. His views on snack mix integrity are troubling and endanger all of our freedom.
I may be more bothered by the fact that you had enough time to separate the mix. We’ve got about 50 more bags - Noah, if you want to separate them, I will take advantage of your wasted time to reconstruct my own mix without those sticks, which would ruin it if it weren’t so AWESOME in the first place.
Snack mix rules, no matter how you want to eat it. That’s all I know.
so diplomatic yet cutting at the same time. kacy you are my hero.
i noah’s defense though he was doing work at the same time.
So, Joe, or is that Switzerland? Mr. Middle-of-the-Road? You like to defend and interpret the actions of others but I think you owe it to the good people of the information-super-highway to declare where you personally stand on the issue of mix.
Dr. Lucien Goldfish, The Mint Milano Professor of Abnormal Psychology at Pepperidge Farm University recently published a paper linking extreme childhood trauma to the need to alter snack mix.
As you know Erik, I am vehemently anti-mix tampering. That being said I still understand that Noah is not a monster. He is a troubled person confused and in need of our support.
Thanks for the defense Joe.
As for Jansen, it’s clear that he is not interested in allowing for freedom and independence. First everyone has to eat the same mix and next he’ll be requiring dress codes in the office and we’ll be forced to call him Chairman Jansen.
Careful ladies and gentleman, awesomeness is being threatened.
Catching up on my twitters and just read the one about Leila being Che Guevara. NOW I’m mad. No one turns Leila against me! After all the standing up for you I do, Leila! I can’t believe you betrayed me. No more Mrs. Protector.
why is it that noah has instigated every food-related debate in recent memory? first an ill-conceived attack on the breakfast-food-naming taxonomy, attempting to reclassify his breakfast burrito as a “wrap.” and now this. shame on you, noah. please just let us eat our food in peace — in the forms and with the names that god intended.