|C is for (OMYGODSOGOOD) Cookie
||[Aug. 10th, 2006|11:22 pm]
Wegman's Nut Buffet
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Well, I expected Jen to post about this, but she's dropped the ball.
Of course, it was my discovery.
We were at Weggers doing our shopping (duh) and we stopped in one of the hippy-food aisles. Jen was debating which flavored fizzy water to purchase and I was scanning the cookie shelves.
My eyes fell on a squat little box with a funny Dutch word on it. Stroopwafel.
They looked like pizzelles (those anise flavored waffle cookies you get in Christmas cookie baskets that only about 3 people on Earth eat. I'm one of them.) only were touted as being "maple."
Intrigued, I read the back and discovered a marvelous thing. When Jen wasn't looking I stashed them in the cart.
As we were checking out she found my hidden box of cookies and I had to tell her "Don't read the back!"
"Why? What won't I like in them?"
"No, no, it's not what you won't like, but it's a surprise. Don't read it!"
As soon as we got home I cracked the box open and told her to take a bite.
The outside is crispy mapley cookieness, but what isn't apparent on the box is that it's not just a flat cookie, it's in fact, a sandwich cookie.
With caramel goo in the middle!
We split one and made orgasm faces while eating it.
It's at Weggers in the hippy cookie section because it's "Certified Organic" but whatever, fuck that noise, these cookies are a gift from the gods and their message of peace and joy should be spread to the masses.
Go, my brothers and sisters, eat and be happy. The Stroopwafel commands it.