by Aimee Levitt
RFT staff writer Aimee Levitt and her cat, Bess, continue their culinary adventure.
An update on last week's post: Starbucks is not a better cook than the Quaker Oats Quaker. At least not in my humble opinion. Bess hasn't registered her not-so-humble opinion, mostly because she refused even to try the Starbucks Perfect Oatmeal. Was it perhaps the packaging of the Starbucks Perfect Oatmeal that caused Consumerist editor Ben Popken's cat, Captain Duvel Moneycat, to dry-hump the bowl? (Hey, it worked pretty well on human coffee-drinkers.) But no. As I suspected (and Bess probably already knew), Captain Duvel Moneycat is just an oversexed freak. Bess, a cat of refinement and exquisite taste (and a long-standing prejudice against Starbucks), eyed the bowl curiously, but didn't even bother to approach it.
Note: Starbucks Perfect Oatmeal is actually palatable, especially with the brown sugar topping. (I didn't try the dried fruit or nut medley toppings. They both sounded vile.) But definitely not worth the two bucks and change they extorted from me - which, incidentally, is about the same as an entire 10-packet box of the Quaker stuff at Schnucks, even the fancy extra-protein variety.
Home Cooking: 1, Purina: 5, Starbucks: 0