I’m feeling a might peckish. I go on the prowl. I open up my cupboard and… there are about a million types of cookies staring at me. I am not kidding. A bajillion-gillion. I think my cookie fondness has probably reached ridiculous proportions. Here is a sampling of what’s currently in my cupboard. The cupboard, by the way, that one friend affectionately refers to as The Cookie Cupboard (hey, he’s an engineer, he doesn’t have to be creative) and is the reason he says he always likes coming to my house. It’s pretty sad when the draw of your company is supplanted by the food available; and not even the home-made food but the store-bought crap.
Cookies on Display:
Chocolate-covered Nutter Butters
Keebler Soft-batch Chocolate Chip cookies (three bags, because I found them at Big Lots for $1.50 a bag, score! – for store-bought these are only surpassed by Entenman’s chocolate chip)
Dove Chocolate Chip cookies (I bought these because I couldn’t find any of the Soft-batch for awhile and thought I’d give ‘em a try)
Almond Joy cookies
Mother’s Iced Lemonade cookies
Mother’s Soft Lemon cookies
Trader Joe’s Oatmeal Cranberry dunkers
Chocolate-covered pretzels (these are almost a cookie)
Ritz Bits peanut-butter and jelly sandwiches (ditto)
Please understand that this list is only what is currently in The Cookie Cupboard and is by no means indicative of the full rotation roster of cookies. This list also does not include other categories of snacks. (And I wonder why it’s so hard to lose five pounds. Hmmm.) Please also understand that, regardless of the title of this post, I am quite comfortable with my addictions (caffeine, chocolate) and really need no assistance in breaking the cookie habit. However, considering the fact that there are nine plus bags of cookies in my kitchen I did feel like I should… um… acknowledge the issue… or something. Because admitting the problem… probably won’t help me at all. Perhaps I will just work out a little more in the brand new athletic shoes (hey Chag, they’re Skechers!) that I just bought.
Or maybe not. What’s in your cupboard? – the weirdgirl