It's back!
Yes, today saw the triumphant return of Super Noodles Saturday. And there was me nearly posting an R.I.P. blog for it last week.
I really should have more faith in snack foods.
Showing posts with label Super Noodles. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Super Noodles. Show all posts
Saturday, 3 March 2007
Saturday, 27 January 2007
I Know What You're Thinking
And the answer is yes: mild curry flavour.
Not that I see the point of curry coming in anything other than melt your face flavour. But, then again, my ability to eat spicy food does frighten most of the people that I meet. I'm probably lucky that I haven't yet been kidnapped by a travelling circus and put in the freak show.
Mind you, those of us that haven't been kidnapped by a travelling circus for any reason whatsoever are all very lucky.
Anyway, getting back to what's important here, mild curry was the only flavour in the cupboard. It seems that I was wrong yesterday when I stated that we'd bought some more.
Note to self: stock up on Super Noodles before the offer ends.
Thought For The Day
For those of you that this applies to, think about how you've never been kidnapped by a travelling circus, and think yourselves very, very lucky indeed.
For those of you who have been kidnapped by a travelling circus, think about ways to escape whilst maiming as many of the bastards as possible in the process.
Friday, 26 January 2007
Slow News Day
I'm just pondering whether or not tomorrow will be yet another Super Noodles Saturday.
I confess, they are still on offer in the supermarket. And we have purchased more.
It really could happen. Only time will tell.
More on this exciting story as it breaks.
There isn't much by way of news today, as you can probably tell.
The car park's been working fine all week. I haven't had to sit anywhere – stationary and with my hazard lights on – looking like a twit whilst waiting for my knight in grubby fluorescent vest to come to my aid and release me from almost certain multi-storey peril.
Biscuits the grumpy ferret hasn't tried to eat me at all yet. (To be fair, he's still sleeping, though (dreaming grumpy dreams, I expect).)
The whole Fun With Busted Canoes part of my life seems to be disappointingly over. Technically, I could go and get it back as it's only by the side of the road, just around the corner. But that seems far too much like hard work – it's dead to me now.
And in a shocking break from the norm, I've nothing on my mind that I feel like ranting about right this minute.
Actually, my CD/DVD drive is on the blink. I suppose that's some kind of news, albeit a rubbishy kind.
I tried to import a CD into iTunes this week, with disastrous consequences. It was like the aural equivalent of taking a £100 camcorder into the cinema and trying to film The Last King of Scotland.
Me being the cunning and tenacious sod that I am, I managed to find a workaround, however.
The things I do to for quality in-car entertainment.
Saturday, 20 January 2007
Further Unpleasantness
It isn't actually a case of Saturdays being Super Noodles Days, it just seems to have worked out that the last two Saturdays have been ripe with Super-Noodly goodness.
Rest assured, however, this is only because they were on offer in the supermarket. The madness ends here.
Well, actually, the madness will end once the remaining two packets have been used.
Unless, of course, they're still on offer next time we go shopping; in which case, the madness will probably begin again, same time next week.
So, actually, it's looking like Saturdays very much could be Super Noodles Days after all.
There's been further nastiness today.
If I was asked to rate it on some sort of unholy Scale of Horribleness, I would probably have to say that this would score even higher than standing barefoot in horrible mouldy ick. Like I did yesterday.
Today's nastiness involved our Vax.
It was by no means the Vax's fault. Events just conspired against us all.
The details are not really important, but let's just say that today I discovered that the combination of decomposing cabbage, and the sorts of things that come out of a ferret's bottom is a wholly unpleasant one.
I am in no way suggesting that either of those things cannot be quite unpleasant on their own, but – believe me – mix the two of them together and you'll find yourself with something much more potent and foul and utterly disgusting than the sum of its parts.
Saturday, 13 January 2007
S'Noodles!
I realised today that the thing that makes Super Noodles so super is the fact that they do not contain peas.
Unless you buy the potted version (I forget what they're called).
But I don't buy those because they have peas in them, so that's never really come up as a problem.
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