They say that "there's no wrong way to eat a REESE'S," and hopefully that's the case, because I've eaten them just about every way possible. In a car... in a bar... in boat... with a goat, they're like Green Eggs and Ham, and I would eat them with Sam I Am. Yes, I'm a sucker for REESE'S Peanut Butter Cups, and it looks like my oldest daughter must've gotten the gene, as she was recently caught using a chair to reach a bag tucked on a high shelf in our refrigerator. Keep in mind, she's 3. My point with this? When it comes to Halloween Candy, nothing hits the spot like REESE'S Peanut Butter Pumpkins.
When you've got a Holiday-centric product that only sells from New Years until Easter, time becomes fairly limiting. The solution to expansion? Get into other Holidays. Marshmallow Peeps did it, so why not the Cadbury Creme Egg? Well, they did it - and as far as I can tell, the Halloween edition of the popular chocolate egg first appeared in Europe and Canada last year. For 2012, they're here in the 'States as well, though without the marketing push that our neighbors to the North are witnessing.
If children could have their own form of currency, it could be argued that Pepperidge Farm Goldfish Crackers would do the trick. In fact, I may have used said crackers as a form of toddler bribery a time or two in the past. What parent hasn't? Those giant Sam's Club boxes don't last very long here at Rock Father HQ, as the kids LOVE Goldfish. You know what else they'll love? Seeing a giant Goldfish (and friends) come marching down 34th Street in NYC this Thanksgiving.
One of this season's finer culinary delights first hit my radar on twitter: Pop-Tarts' Limited Edition Frosted Pumpkin Pie. I'm a big fan of Kellogg's Pop-Tarts, but an even bigger fan of all-things pumpkin. After hunting down a box of these at the local Super Walmart, I can happily report that they're fantastic.
I haven't done a lot of food reviews here on The Rock Father, but since a few are in the pipeline, I figured it was time to test the water with something that I recently bought: BALL PARK FLAME GRILLED PATTIES. They market these things straight at guys to the point where my wife commented on a commercial for them and looked at me to say "You want those, don't you?" Yes, I did. But this is an example of marketing for a questionable burger.