This is just a frivolous post so I can post a pic from my new camera. I'd post more exciting pics of more exciting food, but I'm pretty much broke for the rest of the month.
Anyway, Shiri and I have a ritual everytime I return to L.A. She breaks her nearly perpetual diet and we spring for a giant bag of Marshmallow Mateys, Malt-o-Meal's version of Lucky Charms.
Mateys, as we lovingly call them, are far superior to Lucky Charms for many reasons. First, the oat cereal pieces are nicely frosted so that one is spared of tasting anything remotely healthy. Furthermore, the pieces have a crispness to them that is not unlike the crunch of the delightfully colored "marshmallows" which makes for the most harmonious marriage. Secondly, the cereal is pirate-themed so that the oat pieces look like anchors and the marshmallows...well...they mostly look like amorphous blobs. I know what you're thinking, what does an orange penis have to do with pirates? Actually, that marshmallow there is a shovel for digging treasure so get your mind out of the gutter. There are other imaginative blobs of marshmallow-confectionary-goodness such as the parrot, sparkling gem, leaping dolphin, and misplaced peg-leg. Okay, the peg-leg is something I just imagined, but hey, it is kid's cereal, I think I have the license to be imaginative while eating it.
Besides all of these superior characteristics, Mateys are cheap and come in a plastic bag that fit's nicely in a giant purse for when you just have to munch on sweeties.
Shiri al;most always eats her Mateys with a bowl of ice-cold milk, but I'm content to eat them out of the bag...or throw them at Kelley.
