life is not a superbowl of veggie pornucopia

this is my attempt at "food porn."

apart from the chopped brussels sprouts, mushrooms and strawberry sauce, this meatball dish will be condemned by the folks at PETA (people for the ethical treatment of animals). i made this for lunch the other day, which miss iggy approved of quite enthusiastically due to the strawberry ingredient.

however, PETA's recent tv commercial for the superbowl was banned for portraying scantily-clad women playing with their...uhhh, veggies!

the commercial is called "veggie love," and was axed by NBC for certain suggestive details such as "asparagus on her lap appearing as if it is ready to be inserted into vagina," and "touching her breast with her hand while eating broccoli."

if kids see this ad, they'll never look at broccolis the same way again. well, it's banned, right? so why worry? but see, banning something attracts more attention than showing it anyway. rachael ray! help! she's basting herself with asparagus spears! make them stop by squirting them with EVOO or something. wait, they actually might like that. haha. kung hei bok choi!

understandably, the target audience for the superbowl are male adults...predominantly carnivorous male adults. and for most, the highlights of watching this game include the halftime commercials. PETA is seeking to convert these meat-eating men into vegetarians by using sexy females with a fetish for farm produce.

i mean, don't veggies also deserve some "ethical treatment"? that is, on a public broadcast level at least. in the privacy of your own home, you have the right to do whatever you want with your eggplant, if you decide not to turn it into the parmesan type.

also, the ad flashes this declaration: "studies show vegetarians have better sex." wow, really?

watch the video if you dare here. tell me if you think it qualifies as "soft corn"--err, i mean porn! haha. and guys, let me know if the ad convinces you to become a vegan...or inspire some cucumber fantasies instead.

superbowl 43 begins tomorrow, sunday, between the pittsburgh steelers and the arizona cardinals in tampa. i'm clueless about football, actually. i'm one of those people who equate "football" with "soccer" (like the rest of the world does), and not burly men with heavy paddings running around with an oddly-shaped ball.