snoburbia, the blog

the joneses

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I was at a fun event, chatting with husband-and-wife doctors, when the guy said, "I have to go. I have to help my sixth grader study for his midterms." Oh my God! Help my sixth grader study for his midterms? I hadn't thought of that! Are people doing that? 

So I went home. My sixth grader was watching Nyan Cat videos.

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supreme

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Observed today, at a gas station in the heart of snoburbia:

The button with the most worn-out label was the one for 93-octane supreme.*

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* Hey, you gas station owners: We are not fooled by your switching the order of the octane around - 93, 89, 87.

just a tad righteous

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I am always searching for an alternative to my Cheetos/Diet Pepsi/Nutella cocktail, as I will acknowledge it is perhaps not the best for achieving optimal health. And in snoburbia, you must constantly question and analyze your food choices for corporate responsibility and sustainability. In snoburbia, eating something because it tastes good is verboten.

So I was happy to discover a new favorite: Honest Tea's orange mango,* which has "50 percent less sugar" and contains "mangosteen, a delicious fruit from Thailand." It's organic! I have always diluted juice by at least 50 percent, so this watered down, barely sweet concoction is quite good. And its origins are right here in snoburbia. And they sell it at the snobby deli in Cabin John along with the popped chips and Italian wine. More importantly, Honest Tea "...addresses the needs of economically disadvantaged communities."

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* I just noticed that the new plastic bottle has a nearly-3/4-inch indentation hidden in the bottom. Honest.