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March Slice of Life No. 27.

“If food doesn’t go bad, it’s not good for you.”
That is what the Sejoyia Foods people say.

They also say they have “real cookies for real humans.”  That their cookies are “not your grandma’s cookies. No offense to your grandma.”  They claim their cookies have “honest ingredients.” [I’m wondering what would be an example of a dishonest ingredient.] They encourage us to “eat cookies, be happy.” [I can do that.] But I’m not writing about their cookies. I’ve not eaten any of their cookies, and I don’t think I should write about something I’ve not tried.

I’ve tried one of their veggie snacks, their “wonderfully raw gourmet” Brussels sprout snack.

It seems that the Brussels sprout –edible bud, member of the cabbages– is taking its rightful place alongside King Kale in nutritional snacks. Unusual flavor combinations in these snacking clumps with an added bit of zing had me reaching for another. [I just can’t call them chips even if the Sejoyia people do.] And I don’t even like Brussels sprouts.

As I munched a clump, I began reading the package. And being the word person that I am, I was intrigued.

Across the very top of the bag, I’m told to “chow down good” because I’m sure to “love at first byte.”
I also learn that these clumps are organic, gluten free, non GMO, live food [ Really? ] and vegan. Who could ask for anything more?

Then, I wonder what I should call these snacking clumps.

Are they
Chili Pumpkin Seed Crunch?

Or perhaps
Brussel Bytes?
That is no mistake. It is how they spell it: Brussel. [I wonder did they knowingly coin that name or was it the result of a spelling error? ]

Or maybe
Chili Pumpkin Seed Crunch Brussel Bytes?
[Wow! That is a mouthful. (Pun intended) ]

At the bottom of the package, I discover there’s also kale in these snacking clumps. And I find another possible name: “Brussel & Kale Crunch.”

Remember the  “love at first byte”  from the top of the bag? Well, at the bottom of the bag, I read that this is the “snack of chili pumpkin love.” [Sounds like a autumn romance.]

I think there is a poem lurking in all those words, in those phrases. Perhaps on another day I will find it. Right now, I’m reaching for another clump. And thinking about those “real cookies for real humans.”





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