some BUNNY needs to answer for this

Come on America. We invented Jesus and diabetes and we couldn't come up with this????

Those Brits are threatening our sovereignty yet again with the CADBURY CREME EGG MCFLURRY!!!!!

McDonalds, shame on you. This is a no brainer. I am going to go back to that God-fearing DQ in Virginia with my own sleeve of Cadbury eggs and see if they will help me celebrate Easter by mixing me a Cadbury Blizzard.

Le Snack Sportif

Ok, ok, I know it is complete March Madness that I am only now putting these Superbowl sweets up on the 'net, but I couldn't punish you, dear reader, for my lazines by depriving you of these beauties.

First out of the gates, we have this work of art from the good people at Giant:

No, that is not in fact MUSTARD that they used to ice this sheetcake. And no, I have NO IDEA what "Believe In Now" means, but hey, can you really disagree with the sentiment? Or celebrating sporting events you don't care about with a cake that is a processed sugar bomb?

Next up we have some thematic cupcakes that I made for a serious Super Bowl party G and I went to. (Those Steelers fans are big time SNACKMANIACS, cheeseburger dip that has its own mini crockpot!!!) Anyhow, these are cheddar beer cupcakes with bacon cheddar icing. Despite all those ingredients, they are not savory (this may be a direct result of the five cups of sugar in the recipe.) But man, that icing is bacon-y, which I LOVE. Oh, and that decorative football is a chocolate covered almond.


BELIEVE IN NOW, because after eating a few of these you might be heading straight for the ER.

Stax of Snax

Back in Chelmy, home of the SnackManiac. Went to a restaurant where my dad had a sidedish called "gritz stix." While an abomination to spelling, it was NOT an abomination to snacking.

BREAKING: Additional members of species identified!!!!

Check it out, the Peep-ers with misplaced facial features are not alone!!! They have relatives on the gingerbread side of the family who came over for Christmas.


They brought some friends with less forehead, but some of them were a little grumpy:

A snack that would scare santa away

Quit your complain' readers, this one is worth the wait:


Okay. So this is the Peeps empire's ongoing attempt to make themselves relevant outside of the six week period during which we celebrate the resurrection of Christ with corn syrup byproduct shaped into small chickens without legs or wings.

The two completely awesome aspects of this latest effort are:

1) these are billed as sugar flavored sugar. SnackManiac likes the honesty. Don't try to be something you're not.


2) as you can tell by looking at the happy couple, there were some production errors in the application of the face and accessories on these delightful gingerbread Peep-le. I looked through about 15 packages at the Hannaford and this was not an isolated error. A little harder than the single dot eyball on the birds, eh?

The result is a thought provoking snack that raises questions about adult diapers and people with enormous foreheads whose eyeballs are located somewhere between their shoulder and armpit. Happy Birthday Baby Jesus!!!!

it would have to be pretty wrecked for me not to eat it

So the SnackManiac has received a few tips about this blog called Cake Wrecks. The premise of this blog is that they post pictures of cake decorating gone wrong. It is hilarious.

Here is an example of a "cake wreck:"


I have been hesitant to post about Cake Wrecks for several reasons:

1) It is really funny and you might start reading it instead of SM.

2) I truly appreciate the handiwork of the team at the Giant bakery counter who have brought us delightful snack-memories such as this. I would not want to discourage their craft by promoting this ridicule.

3) Many a cake has been wrecked at the hands of the SnackManiac. These things happen.

UPDATE:

Here is the picture of the cake that G got me (and subsequently wrecked) for my birthday. It is a quarter sheet cake, so it is about the size of a sheet of paper. G bought a tube of icing that you are supposed to also buy the decorating tips for, but he didn't realize this at the time. So the icing stream was roughly the diameter of the garden hose and G had to dispense with all pleasantries and stick to business:

I can't quite put my finger on it...

Halloween is definitely the time of year for highly disgusting (and often questionable) snacking. And I am not talking about the Baby Ruth bars you might get in your trick or treat bucket.

I am talking about things like this (!!!)



Your eyes do not deceive you, those are "chocolate and pretzel witch fingers." What a fright!

This spooky snacker seems to have a real fascination with snacks that look like witch hands, but are actually made out of food, but are almost too gross looking to eat. Which is a really narrow genre of snackage.