Thanksgiving is pretty much an unabashed carbohydrate orgasm, but cookies are forced to quietly take a back seat to inferior yet still valid flour-bombs like stuffing, mashed potatoes, mysterious gravy, banana cream pie, and whiskey sours.
Thank goodness for Max – nephew, cookie monster, all around cool dude- who had the good sense to sneak a pack of Oreos® out of the cupboard when dessert just wasn’t hitting the spot. Here’s what he had to say:
His sister Lindsay, on the other hand, wasn’t so enthusiastic:
Perhaps she’s more of a Chips Ahoy gal.
28 November 2010
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