Omnivore - Bad Packaging: when sexual desire is sublimated in Cheeto consumption

Bad Packaging of the Week #2

This week’s Bad Packaging of the Week is supplied by the lovely gastronome and compulsive shopper, Katy Beck Mallory.

Katy sent me this picture of Giant Jingle Balls with the caption “When schwetty balls just won’t cut it...”

Katy came across the not-so-subliminally-sexual Cheetos at Kroger where they were  on clearance. She did not mention whether she bought a bag, but I found a review by a self-described snackmaster. He says they look like marshmallows and taste bland despite the white cheddar flavoring that coats so much trash food, making its way to steering wheels, computer keyboards and, yes, we must guess, even to the genitals.

I presume the Santa-playing animal is a further allusion to the raw power of the libido, which, when no object of lust (“the gift”) is available, can be sublimated in the consumption of massive piles of cellophane-wrapped trailer-park cuisine.

I think we can be grateful Cheetos doesn’t make hot dogs.

(Katy sent a picture of another hideous snack that I’ll post later. Please feel free to send me your own discoveries of creepy packaging. A photo is appreciated but not essential.)