Why don’t you ask my former intern, the one who used to fetch me lattes, to conduct a behind-the-scenes report on Heeb and fail to disclose in her “report” that she was, in fact, Heeb‘s former stamp-licker? Seriously, how low can you go? You’re getting a lecture on journalistic integrity from a magazine whose editorial board holds brainstorming sessions about how to sell Gold’s horseradish. By the way, have you tried their wasabi sauce with ginger? Gold’s is putting the “JAP” back into Japanese.