This used to be Spam. Whatever it got blended into, it wasn't good.
Jed and Kenji in the Spam kitchen
Jed was the only intern in the office last Friday to help Kenji prepare his Spam recipes. All the other interns totally missed out, obviously.
Nanatella PB ice cream sandwich hack
Peanut butter cookies from Beny's Delice in Prospect Heights sandwiching Nanatella ice cream (that's banana + Nutella) from Ample Hills creamery around the corner. This is what interns do when there's a heat wave in New York.
Intern Molly put the sandwich in its rightful place.
More ice cream sandwich-making
Intern Gracie went on scooping duty during our ice cream sandwich-making session on Wednesday.
More sandwich destruction
Carey, Erin, and Gracie dig in.
Chichi, armed with noodles
Chichi, armed with quail
Most people may not be so taken with raw poultry, but our Nasty Bits columnist Chichi isn't most people.
Quail on lunch break
We knew that tiny Coca-Cola bottle and sandwich would come in handy someday.
Mind Eraser (For Two)
Max was in Singapore this week on an intense noodle bender. Though he didn't get to eat this particular crab, he did enjoy several of its tasty friends.
Part of the stash Max brought back from Singapore: a whole bunch of Oreos we haven't seen here. We were most intrigued by "Mildly Sweet."
Jed's good-bye cake
Since today was Jed's last day in the office [sniffle], we said our good-byes the Serious Eats way: by feeding him one of our favorite cakes, Balthazar's coconut cake. We told him to look sad for the photo, but he said he couldn't look sad while holding cake. Totally valid reason.
But then we told him, "Seriously, make your best sad face. We know you are bursting with sadness." ...And then we repaired the sadness with cake!
Coconut cake chunk
So good, it even pleased the Serious Eaters who said they didn't like coconut.
Hambone wants a banana
Sorry we don't have any new Hambone photos; he wasn't in the office this week. To tide you over until Hambone's return, here's an old photo Robyn shot with her iPod. Hambone doesn't like bananas, but he tends to forget that whenever Robyn eats a banana. Result: mopey Hambone injecting guilt into Robyn's soul.