On Ferrero Rocher


Originally published at: https://boingboing.net/2018/05/03/on-ferrero-rocher.html


"Full of Eastern promise"

Needs to be a line in a song.


That Turkish Delight ad, wow. I got a full Simpsons vibe while watching it.


It remains, to this date, the most faithful screen adaptation of Dune.

No stillsuits, wasting water by crying in the desert. Shai-Hulud does not approve!


There’s definitely something about British chocolate advertising… Cadbury Flake anyone?


They actually had the Ambassador’s Reception ad in Italy too, in Italian. I wonder in how many other countries they just used the same ad.


There was a programme about advertising a few years ago on Channel 4. They interviewed Ronnie Bond, the man who composed the jingle for the Turkish Delight advert, and he delightedly explained how, over the years, it had paid for a house, holidays and his children’s education.

I bet pretty much every Brit over 40 can’t get it out of their head right now.


What about the Milk Tray adverts, where a stalker repeatedly breaks into a woman’s room (regardless of whether it is in a house, castle, train or boat) and leaves a box of chocolates behind with a blank calling card?

He even resorts to violence when she gets protection.



Here in Houston, we get Ferrero Rocher at the local HEB.


There is also the “Ambrogio” series, with Lee Skelton as a posh noblewoman and Paul Williamson as his Rolls-Royce driver Ambrogio.


Came for this. Not disappointed.


Fry’s Turkish delight is to actual Turkish delight, what Nescafé is to actual coffee.



If only Ferrero’s Tic-Tacs were status symbols!


I always assumed that the turkish delight was magically enhanced. Jadis could have given Edmund candied brussels sprouts and he would have thought they tasted good.


I was always more partial to the weird UK Bounce fabric softener advertisements. “That’ll be the Bounce!”


Spoken like someone of had cheap mint chip ice cream once, and decided that all ice cream was meh.


Real lokum is I’ll cut you! Get away from my stash!


Yes, please; those are DELICIOUS.




The Simpson’s commercial is a parody of similarly ridiculous '80s vintage perfume adds like this one for Calvin Klein Obsession:

The 1980s were all about gilded and pretentious faux luxury that was in reality shoddy that could be purchased by anyone willing to pay an affordable but still high mark-up. America’s most prominent grifter first emerged into prominence back then by constantly bragging that everything he owned was “the classiest, really the most elegant, believe me.”