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This isn’t real, but it should be.

This photoshoppery would work equally well with Facebook CEO Mark Zuckerberg in Trump’s place.

While grocery shopping at Publix earlier this week, I noticed something odd on the packaging in the hummus fridge: the words “dark chocolate”. I thought that I was mistaken, but a closer look not only confirmed my first observation, but revealed even more oddball flavors.

I picked up the Boar’s Head dark chocolate dessert hummus, which is described thusly on its website:

For a limited time, experience a sweet indulgence with all the goodness you have come to expect from Boar’s Head Hummus. Our Dark Chocolate Hummus is crafted with only non-GMO project verified and gluten free ingredients. All-natural steamed chickpeas are blended with rich cocoa, organic sugar, and vanilla, to offer a smooth, creamy texture and a decadent flavor that pairs wonderfully with pretzels, strawberries, and more.

In case you were curious, it clocks in at 80 calories per 2-tablespoon serving, and the tub contains 8 such servings.

Beside the Boar’s Head dessert hummus was a selection from a company called “Delighted by Hummus” (“db” for short) with these flavors:

• brownie batter
• choc-o-mint
• snickerdoodle
• vanilla bean

If the name “Delighted by Hummus” sound familiar, it might be because you saw the Shark Tank episode in which its founder Makenzie Marzluff accepted $600,000 of VC money from Mark Cuban. Here’s a summary of what happened:

I’ll report on my experience with Boar’s Head dark chocolate hummus as well as with the Delight By Hummus ones when I get them. In the meantime, here’s some dessert hummus reading:

• New York Post: Dessert Hummus is now a thing
• Bon Appetit: What does dessert hummus taste like?
• Men’s Health: Dessert Hummus—Is it Gross or Delicious?
• PopSugar: Pardon Me While I Locate My Shovel to Devour This Protein-Packed “Dessert Hummus”

If you’ve ever worked on a team with one or more a-holes, you know this is true.

Thank you, fellow Canadian Sam Panopoulos, for this wonderful culinary invention.

Soon after starting my colorful academic career at Crazy Go Nuts University (a.k.a. Queen’s University) in Kingston, Ontario in 1987, Brian’s Record Option — an ever-chaotic shambles of a record/CD/tape shop — ended up being one of my regular go-to places. I would’ve figured that Brian would’ve retired and closed the shop already, but it turns out that he’s still there, running the business (and I’m using the terms “running” and “business” very loosely). Read more about one of the hangouts of my wonderfully misspent youth in this Noisey article, Brian Lipsin Is Kingston, Ontario’s Anarchist Record Shop Owner.

From Improve your life by thinking marginally:

“Try to answer the following two questions as honestly as you can:

• If you found yourself with an extra hour a week of free time – what would you do more of?
• And if you found yourself with an hour a week less of free time – what would you do less of?

If your answers to these questions differ, then you’re not doing a good job managing your life, and you should just go ahead and replace things from your second answer with things from your first answer.”

What happens when you think that all you need to excel at something is passion, and you skip the other prerequisites such as skills, knowledge, experience, good fortune, and perhaps a modicum of common sense? You get stories like Toronto foodie turned failed restaurateur Robert Maxwell’s A Restaurant Ruined My Life. It’s the latest in a series of Toronto Life articles written by people with more money than brains who are also hard to sympathize with (such as Catherine Jheon’s infamous article of her family’s gentrification move gone terribly wrong, We Bought a Crack House).