Cookies. Problem solved.

It is the simplicity of brilliance that makes it so pure.

The question at hand, what to post.

Today’s topic of discussion is courtesy of Perpetual Plot Hole.  Find her here.  You’ll thank me later.


6. Motherfucking Thin Mints

Look familiar?

That’s right.  Cookies right thurr on that list of favorites I posted yesterday.  Admittedly, Double Stuf Oreos are 100% interchangeable here.  I love some motherfucking Oreos.  But Thin Mints are seasonal, therefore a slightly scarcer resource.

And let’s divert just a second to revel in the fact that Edy’s had the good sense to turn good cookies and goodish ice cream into a solid seasonal ice cream selection.

But back to the cookies before the big blue muppet hijacks my blog.  You know who I’m talking about.  

I’ll be honest as of late I haven’t actually eaten a lot of cookies.  We bought some of those Mega-Stuf Oreos, but to be honest there’s so much filling the cookies don’t really adhere properly.  They’re a little more prone to falling apart or pinching at the tops when you try to dunk them.  If you’re a dunker.

You ARE a dunker, aren’t you?

Last Sunday night, one of the guys at work offered me a shot of some espresso he was cooking on the stove and a little thing of small little cookies his wife had made.  Oh my god.





I can taste it in my mouth just thinking about it and it’s almost better than sex.  Almost.  These little nuggets of cookie heaven just falling apart with warm espresso-y amazingness.  Because dunking is obviously the superior form of cookie enjoyment, be it coffee-based or milk-based, although allowances can be made, I suppose, for dietary restrictions.

Peanut butter cookies never really got my attention, and sugar cookies just seem kind of lazy.  Oatmeal raisin is fine, Oatmeal chocolate chip is better.  Regular chocolate chip is even better.  And then we get into things like chocolate chunk, chocolate chocolate chip.  If there’s chocolate as at least one or two major components, you have my attention.


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All my life I was told that I could be anything I wanted. I chose to be gracious for my blessings, generous with my fortunes, and in no particular hurry. I view my ADD as an alternative cognitive configuration rather than a disorder, and I never. shut. the fuck. up. I promise.
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2 Responses to Cookies. Problem solved.

  1. Stratafied says:

    Not that I’m biased or anything, but this post makes me so happy I seriously considered making cookies. Also, I feel that you may be one of the few who will appreciate the following phrase:
    Cookie Crisp is way better if you just dump Chips Ahoy in a bowl with some milk.

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