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Hi. Its me, Wally, Food Reviewer of RIFRAF.
Thats me in the picture. I live with Oscar (sometimes known as Oscarball) the famous tee-shirt model. My main passion
in life is food and its acquisition, so it is only fitting that I author this section for RIFRAF News.
Lets talk Cranberries.
By the way, I had a few fresh cranberries kind of dipped in cranberry sauce. Cranberries are not that tasty all by themselves,
really. But dipped in cranberry sauce (which was on the tart side, not the very sweet side), they were
great! Oscarball and I both got a few. Too bad no fresh cranberries for a while.
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It's me, Wally. All this debate about yams or sweet potatoes. Why talk when one can eat?
I must admit, the Mom here sometimes eats what she calls yams, which apparently are not yams, but they are orange inside
and kind of reddish on the outside. They are sweet.
I have had a bit of skin and a bit of the insides. They are excellent! Mom doesn't want me to eat them (not that she
knew there was a toxic debate, or debate about toxins going on, but she says they are too sweet for me. Like
there was anything ever too sweet for me...)
So I highly recommend the yam. Or is it the sweet potato?
Well it is longish, not potato shaped and not light in color inside or out.
Whatever it may be I give it a Paws Up!
So now I am reduced to reviewing unknown foods...
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One day soon I will tell you about the adventure Oscar and
I had outdoors the other day. We had a great time! But until then, will regale you with a food review.
The subject is.... cheese. I love cheese.
I know I am not a mouse but still I adore cheese. It is attractive, appealing, and just the right consistency for a bunny
with only two front teeth.
My favorite is Jarlsberg. I will hop up, steal a piece of this, and run off with it... that's how good it is. Or, get
this... I found some 3-day old pieces of Jarlsberg rind hanging around (didn't quite make it into the wastebasket
apparently). But I appreciate such sloppy housekeeping. I was eating them!
Mom said.... no, not good. Old cheese is not for you. Did she give me any new cheese? No. She gave me a piece of pear.
Now where is the justice in that? There are salty/crunchy foods and there are sweet foods. I was in a salty mode.... she
gives me fruit. Sheesh. I was happier with my 3-day old Jarlsberg rind.
So I write in praise of cheese and cheese rind.
Wally (The Big Cheese)
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Hello. It is me, Wally.
Everything you hear about my toofies has not stopped me one bit.
I am here with a new food review.
I hopped up on the table where Mom had left a piece of chicken from dinner on the plate. I chomped on that a bit until
she found me, and removed me promptly.
She said a rabbit should NOT be eating chicken. She says this is just not a good image at all and it is not appropriate
food for me.
Nonetheless, I ate chicken.
How did I like it? It was fine. Well, maybe a little salty, but otherwise fine. Not as exciting as Milanos, or Oreos,
or tangerines. But good.
So that is my review.
Wally
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The Kandy-Kolored Tangerine-Flake Streamline Baby
Date: 2/7/2004
It's me, Wally. I thought it was time for a food review. And I just had a tangerine peel rudely snatched away from me;
"No peels," I was told. Humph.
However, I will say I have been getting tangerines. I LOVE tangerines. They are so sweet and juicy and I get them cut
up in tiny pieces with all seeds removed and some membrane removed. The only down side is that the juice dribbles down and
makes me turn a bit orange. But there are worse things than being orange.
Oscar, my assistant taster (I, like a Borgia, have to be sure I will not be poisoned, do I not?), also loves them. And
since he has had bladder stones, it's good for him that they are acidic.
Anyhow, I would give a "paw's up" to tangerines.
Wally
(the title of this post just came to mind, it actually has nothing to do with my food analysis)
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This was sorta an eggroll review.... tho it posted under Biscotti...
Subj: Wally...biscotti?
Date: 9/29/2003
From: Sarah Yasutake>>
Dear Wally,I didn't know that in addition to being a grey-and-white lop withouttoofies, you are an entrepreneur! While
cruising the aisles of my local WildOats store, I came across Wally's Biscotti.Here is the pertinent information from their
website,http://www.wallybiscotti.com:What makes a Wally a Wally?*Instant "wow" from first bite to last*Unique signature
crunchy-creamy texture*Loads of good stuff in every bite*Consumate sensual experience--look, smell, taste*Perfectly wicked
combo flavors that turn Wally-tasters into Wally-addictsGreat job, Wally! Does your mom know about this business that you're
running on the side?Best wishes,Your aunty Sarah<<
Wow, Auntie Sarah, who knew you would discover my sideline as a biscotti entrepeneur ;-)
Of course being a grey and white lop without toofies biscotti is not my first choice of things to bite into. Still, as
you can see, they are creating a generation of Wally-addicts.... ;-)
Hey, today I hopped up, put my head in bowl my Mom was eating from, and ran off with half of an eggroll! Ooh, she was
not pleased! I kinda dripped and greased up things. And, worse still, she took it away from me!
I tell you it does not pay to be enterprising around here.
Wally
(you may call me Mr. Biscotti)
Subj: BC: I, Wally, attempt self-improvement
Date: 6/2/2003
It is me, Wally, and I am baffled.
You may recall how I went for an Oreo, and was subjected to horrible abuse. Then I snagged part of a pancake-- no abuse
that time cuz RIFRAF had already protested. And I once ate an egg and even ate a little liver and onions.
Well, okay, I am supposed to be a rabbit and not a dog... or garbage disposal. So this time Mom was eating a Morningstar
veggie burger (with a little catsup) and I hopped up on her, took a bite..... quickly took another bite.. then went aside
to chew. She, amazed, said, "Hey, that is not bunny food!" and said I could have no more. So I shot in there and
grabbed a hunk and ran off with it.
She responded by taking it away from me saying I had had enough.
Well, it's a *veggie* burger, what is wrong with that? I was being good. I was improving my eating habits. What is
the problem here?
I'm on a health binge. Where is my veggie burger?
Wally
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Hi, it is me, Wally. Happy Bunny Day to you all!
I have not written any food reviews lately, and had lured Mom into assuming I was being good and would stay off the table.
Not!
When she least expected it, when she had left a little bit of chili in a bowl unattended, there I was on the spot.
Actually, on the chili.
She could not believe I would eat something hot! She also could not believe that I got all my white lovely fur under
my mouth and down my front all orange-colored. Would you believe she used a sponge on me, trying to get it off?
I do not appreciate being treated as if I am some dish that needs scrubbing, thank you very much.
Anyhow, now to my food review.
Chili: I think this is good stuff. The fact that it is somewhat hot is not a problem. The fact that it is, indeed,
messy, also does not slow me down.
However, that being cleaned with a sponge afterwards is something of a detriment and impinges upon the total, otherwise
pleasant, dining experience.
I give chili a paw's up.
A paw's down to the sponge.
Wally
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