Cookie Monster
A few evenings ago I developed an intense craving for Oreos. I haven't had an Oreo in at least 10 years, so I'm not sure why all of a sudden I couldn't think about anything else. I went for a walk to try to forget about it, but no such luck. Finally I gave in and swung by the store to pick up a package. I splurged and bought the Double Stuf variety.
Once I got home I ate them the way I always did when I was younger: Chewed off the top cookie layer, licked out the cream, then ate the bottom layer. Unlike many people, I was never a dunker. It grossed me out to see those black crumbs floating in the milk. I always preferred my food to be "clean." I was one of those kids who freaked if any of the foods on my plate were touching each other. Picnics were the absolute worst because of the sloppiness of the usual menu items. I would dish out a serving of baked beans or cole slaw and SOME OF THE JUICE would run into the rest of my meal. The horror!
Once I got home I ate them the way I always did when I was younger: Chewed off the top cookie layer, licked out the cream, then ate the bottom layer. Unlike many people, I was never a dunker. It grossed me out to see those black crumbs floating in the milk. I always preferred my food to be "clean." I was one of those kids who freaked if any of the foods on my plate were touching each other. Picnics were the absolute worst because of the sloppiness of the usual menu items. I would dish out a serving of baked beans or cole slaw and SOME OF THE JUICE would run into the rest of my meal. The horror!


2 Comments:
HAHAHHAHAHHA! I didn't like my food "touching" other food, either, when I was a kid. I still don't like it all that well, but I don't freak out about it any more. I was always happy if there were divided plates at those church picnics and potlucks. Otherwise, I had to make multiple trips to the buffet and get a clean plate each time. Yes, I was a weird little kid.
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Foxy Knitter, at 9:05 AM
Ooooh, frozen Oreos sound divine. I still have some left - I'll try it.
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just me, at 7:41 AM
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