seriously, you gotta love iowa--it's cold as fuck five months a year but this kind of sugar-coma-disguised-as-a-meal can become just addictive enough to get even the least winter-worthy souls to haul their ass outta bed and punish their livers in a non-liquid fashion.
mmm, fruity pebbles and cavities
FYI: i almost got myself banned from the coralville hy-vee for shooting these pix. and without the hy-vee where would i get my ridiculously cheap wine, which is my preferred source of liver punishment? i definitely got many the iowa evil eye from those in the bakery department.
i'm so patenting the phrase "iowa evil eye."