These hot dogs are named after baseball park Tiger Stadium, but they taste just as delicious at home. They plump when you cook them, which causes the ends to split quicker than you might think, but that’s what gives them their juicy tender texture. Two on buns with ketchup, mayonnaise and Lay’s Classic potato chips on the side, ranks as one of the best-tasting meals I ever had.
my rating : 5 of 5
The title song should come at the end. Instead it lingers near the middle. When the album does end, it does so with a serenade to a girl Michael Jackson promises to love more and “more each day”, even when she’s “old and gray”. Rod Temperton is to blame for those lyrics, but, as far as music and melody go, The Lady In My Life is gorgeous. It’s one of Jackson’s best songs like almost every other on this album.
Not only is Thriller his best album, including the ones he did with his brothers, it’s the best album I ever heard. Almost every song reaches a level of greatness other artists can only hope to obtain once on a single release. Even one of the worse; a duet that has Michael Jackson and Paul McCartney playing tug-of-war over a girl who might be playing them in a game of her own; floats along with a charming groove.
The worst song is actually PYT, which is good. That says a lot about the rest of the album, which consists of just nine songs. Perhaps making a Thriller isn’t as daunting as it seems. The secret is to cut the filler and put out an album of funky beats and magical vocals. “No one wants to be defeated,” Michael Jackson declares on the rocker Beat It. Its harmonized melody is one of the catchiest you’ll ever hear.
Other highlights include Billie Jean and a party jam about people who always Wanna Be Startin Somethin. Both songs are amazing. There’s also a Valentine’s Day theme entitled Baby Be Mine that’s amazing. The whole album is amazing. It’s just not perfect. It would’ve come damn close if Michael Jackson or Quincy Jones; the album’s sole producer; thought to put the title song at the end where it belongs.
my rating : 5 of 5
1982
It’s Triple Peanut Butter because it’s peanut butter ice cream with peanut butter swirls and peanut butter cups in it; a treat intended for peanut butter lovers and likers, which I certainly consider myself when it comes to ice cream.
What this delicious blend, which is best melted down to a mushy goo, would do better without are the cups, which are actually chocolate with peanut butter inside like Reese’s. The taste is barely detectable though, if at all, so it’s no big deal.
my rating : 5 of 5
These pretzels are “so completely irresistible”, “you’ll make up excuses to eat em,” the bag brags before listing some surprisingly funny examples. “I’ll just have one more,” goes one, “after this one.”
They’re right. This is a snack that’s virtually irresistible after the first bite. That’s thanks mainly to the way the sweet taste of the white chocolate (fudge) coating plays on the salt of the pretzels.
my rating : 5 of 5