So a couple of weeks ago I posted the blog about the sammich at Friendly's with the black angus burger center flanked by two grilled cheese sammiches as bread. In that same post I also had pictures posted of the KFC double down, feature bacon and cheese and crispy chicken as bread. Innocent enough I thought. I had read some articles and seen some pictures of them, so instead of blah blah blahing about how bad the Brewers are I threw a curveball into my blog rotation. The next day I had a listener email me a picture of this unholy concoction that most certainly requires a side order of Lipitor instead of fries:

I don't know whether to be disgusted or hungry or turned on? Maybe a little of all three? Like I feel as if I need to see a therapist and examine my feelings on this. Some serious Freudian stuff going down. Anyhow this got me thinking, is there a whole subculture of this type of stuff that I don't know about? So I did what any red blooded 20-something does when you need more information on something; I googled it. I started with searches like 'disgusting food combinations' or 'bizarre food recipes' before I just went all in with 'food porn.' Now I want to warn you before you click on the following link, it can rip apart your life. You could lose your job, wages, and maybe conceive a food baby just by looking at this site. I mean I've joked about that when I posted the  Gus Johnson soundboard, or the NBA Jam soundboard, or the Nintendo game that allows you to use any character in any game, but this time I'm serious. Click at your own risk:

http://foodporndaily.com/

And it doesn't end. Ever. Like I've been clicking for days and it keeps showing new food centerfolds. I might be the first person to end up on A&E's Intervention for being addicted to food pics on the internet. I'm afraid to even order the cookbook that they are selling at the top of the screen due out in fall. If I get that I'm not going to rest until I've tried every recipe. And between that and fantasy football I'm not sure I'll have time to half ass it at my job. How many directions can you be pulled you know? So with that I offer a heart felt apology. I feel like a Johnny Depp in Blow. Just giving you a little taste then before you know it I'm surrounded by DEA agents while I'm organizing the trafficking of bacon wrapped cinnamon rolls. Food porn is a slippery slope folks. Bonus word: food.

PS: How soon do you think I'm going to get an email from our web department with questions about what I'm googling 'food porn' for during work hours?