Cookies.

From The Red-Headed Menace:  “Tim-Tams are Australian crack cocaine.”*

Then there are the Girl Scouts.  At least in my area, they always put the Brownies on cookie duty.  Brownies are natural salesman; the GS equivalent of kittens, they look at you with those large eyes and happy shining faces, and what can you do?  So you shell out four bucks for the box of Samoas, even though your family has just finished the Tim-Tams your husband brought back from Australia.  The Thin Mints are another story altogether:  I would buy them from Attila the Hun if necessary.

*This is in fact true only of the Dark Mint Tim-Tams.  The other varieties are merely insanely good cookies.

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