Pet Peeve Monday

I'll admit it. I'm a girl with many, many, many pet peeves. I like to think it's part of my charm. (Just go with it...)

On Saturday night, my friend Christine and I met for dinner at a new (and quite fabulous) restaurant - Bamboo. But it wasn't Bamboo. It was...



Bambu. Enter pet peeve. Why does purposely misspelling a word = catchy and charming? To me, it = ANNOYING. It's not Bambu. It's Bamboo. But I'll forgive you because the sink and faucet in your restroom were nothing short of breathtaking. And your wasabi caesar salad was to die for.

Then, I had a startling revelation. In the same strip mall as Bambu, I spied no less than TWO other companies attempting the same. Allow me to present Exhibit B:

And the horribly egregious Exhibit C:

I mean, that's a flagrant foul, people.

So, I challenge you - see how many purposely misspelled businesses and products you spy in the next few days, then tell me that it doesn't get under your skin, too.

Game on...