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These are not your childhood PEZ dispensers. In this gallery of modified candy toys, Disney leopards emerge as fabulous divas, orange-faced Muppet-ish characters sport Mohawks and safety pins, and the fastest mouse in all of Mexico stands still to demand more Gouda. "Hand transformed" by a French duo named ATYPYK, these impish sugar slots include an E.T. from the caveman era, a Mickey Mouse strapped with a dozen explosive sweets, and a Bob the Builder who just ran a gauntlet of overzealous and heavily lipsticked fans. Everyone loves the construction guy. If you ever joyously filled a PEZ receptacle with pellet after pellet of sugary rectangles, you'll surely enjoy a trip down memory lane in this topsy turvy gallery of PEZ gone wild.

We can't say when the first piece of fruit (or stick of butter or bowl of cereal) saw light with a pair of googly eyes, but the moment must have been magical. To celebrate the transformative properties of a pair of stickie plastic orbs for any number of dinner table provisions, WNYC and hostess extraordinaire Amy Sedaris put out a call for the most creative encounter of food and eyes. The results reveal a world of victuals that's giving us the once-over. A plate of sushi winks seductively, an ear of corn peeks from behind its husk, and a milky cup of coffee leers. We had no idea that the contents of our kitchen cabinets bridled with so much emotion. The jar of pickles seems so uncomfortably confined, the peanut with the Jay Leno chin so lovably grumpy. The challenge is now closed (sorry!), but it's not too late to browse the photographic evidence of how the crafty stickers make food "come alive."

Dear I Hate Cilantro,

How dare you impugn my favourite herb with your filthy web site of lies? I've been eating coriander (or "cilantro" as you Yanks call it) all my life, and it's never done me any harm! I love its subtle citrus-tinged flavour, and my wife uses it in all her recipes. But here you are with your damning haikus—have you got nothing better to do? Is it really necessary to publish 12 entire pages of anti-cilantro propaganda and stories? So it tastes like cheap cologne, soap, lemon washing-up liquid, or toxic metal cleaner, eh? I was browsing your 1,100+ members and they all look like ignoramuses. A stint in Her Majesty's Forces would do these lunatics a power of good. As if that wasn't enough, the very fact that you're selling apparel emblazoned with your anti-cilantro moniker is final proof that the world really has gone barmy.

Yours herbaciously,
Maj-Gen. Coriander, British Army