Things Mirrors is evidently willing to accept as treats, in a pinch 😹

He was just bugging me when I was trying to get something to eat, and also decided the pouch food I gave him was inedible. Good thing I remembered this weird little sample pack of dry food in with the pouches.

To make it better, I think that’s even the same flavor as what’s in their dry food dish right now. But, everything is so much better when it comes out of a little treat bag!

Reminded again glancing at this jar on the counter, here’s another terminology difference I’m not sure I’ll ever get used to.

If someone had offered me a chocolate milkshake when I was little, and then handed me a glass of NestlƩ Quik (as it was still branded)? I probably would have had a meltdown and not been given either thing for a while afterward. Just because it was far enough from what I was expecting.

And I still like chocolate milk well enough to have decided to try that store brand Nesquik knockoff, when I spotted some sweetened with Splenda. They’re both pretty good, but such different things to my mind that I can still find it startling to see flavored milk labeled as a milkshake after about 15 years of exposure šŸ˜…

(Even more of a surprise, if you’re expecting something else: the original sense, of an eggnog type concoction involving plenty of whiskey. Possibly not as freely handed out to kids, but you never know considering the time period. Call it a tonic…)

Again, not trying to go all prescriptivist. Other people are totally welcome to call it whatever they like, and likely get their own surprises eventually.

When Mr. C brought this in, I suspected that the ā€œsuper hotā€ description might mean by British standards. Considering it was made here.

NOPE.

This does have a really good flavor. In small doses. Tonight, I thought that attempt at black bean chicken could use a bit of heat, so I added less than a teaspoon to the whole pan–trying to use some caution starting out. That ended up borderline overly capsaicin-tastic to my taste, and I do like me some peppers šŸ™„

Delicious, though. Just glad there was plenty of rice.

Not at all sure what variety/varieties they’re using, and I can’t quite place the flavor. Shame it just says ā€œchilliā€ on the label.

Though, things apparently weren’t looking carby enough, so I couldn’t resist getting some of these too šŸ™„

Guessing they’re trying to invoke the whole ā€œgastropubā€ experience, but that name still sounds…unfortunate.

They are good enough thick cut oven chips that I’m willing to overlook that, though. Still get amused every time.