Yes, there are limits to the food that I will enjoy that the rest of you find to be revolting.
I have expressed my undying love for Cherry Chocolate Diet Dr. Pepper.
I have taken massive amounts of grief for my devotion to the Elvis special edition Reese's Peanut Butter Cup with banana creme.
But even I have my limits.
IHOP? You have gone too far. This is the travesty that is being perpetrated against our young.
First, let me introduce you to the Beezlenut Splash. It is -- I'm not kidding -- small blocks of cherry and blue-berry Jello floating in lemon-lime soda.
Roo-girl actually drank this monstrosity. I can attest firsthand that you can slurp the Jello cubes right up the straw.
Can you say sugar high?
But here is the part that makes me truly gag. Even Her Roo'ness threw up a little in her mouth over this.
This is the Who-cake. As in "Horton Hears a Who"-cake.
Here is the desciption of this thing from the IHOP website:
Who-ville's who-cakes with lots and lots of surprises.
Shortcake pancakes of all shapes and sizes.
Real boysenberry and blueberry glaze on top,
With rainbow chocolate chips and a pink lollipop!
I am speechless.