Hey guys! And that one girl.
Today's mini(ature) cookies come from The Bakery Boys of New York, which to me sounds like some sort of gang from the 1930's. DON'T MESS WITH THE BAKERY BOYS.
I stumbled upon these quite randomly at a grocery store, and waited about a week before remembering I bought them.
To my surprise they were still incredibly soft and fresh (and shiny!) when I opened up the plastic.
It may have been my imagination, but I could swear they were speaking to me. Almost...making a face. "Eat all of us, Jordan. Not just a few. ALL OF US."
Luckily, my friend Dave was there to help me eat these. Though he only had one. Somehow.
I say "somehow" because these cookies were INCREDIBLY good. I was expecting standard stuff but I made an audible "woh" when I tasted these. Or maybe it was a "wow." It could have been a "kaZOOM" but you didn't hear that from me.
Dave was over because we were watching a few episodes of season 1 of The Wire. The Wire is a complex show about how we're all fucked, where people have conversations that we half understand. I really like it so far! The Wire will be making a background appearance in today's blog, if you don't mind. Have you noticed I often eat cookies while watching T.V.? It's the American Dream.
Dave does a funny impression of him. HELLO. HOW ARE YOU.
Oh, also my bird Bob was there, but she's not allowed to have cookies. I let her taste some of the cake part but she didn't like it.
I took a cookie out...WOW. It even smelled great! I bit the vanilla side.
Really soft, subtle vanilla but really delicious. WANT MORE.
I bit the chocolate side.
The frosting could best be described as Fudgey. In fact, what it reminded me most of was a Hostess cupcake. And I'm not complaining about that.
When I took the remaining cookies home later, my roommate Nate made the observation that they were actually ALL vanilla topped, with half chocolate icing placed ON TOP OF THE VANILLA ICING. This probably slipped by me because I ate them so fast and was distracted by trying to keep up with The Wire. But you could sort of see this in the picture below. Notice how the vanilla icing curves all the way around the cookie, before the chocolate tear drop tries to obscure it.
Then I drank milk. I have no joke for this. I just drank milk and so check it out.
Then I cleaned up Bob's poops which were all over my legs.
See ya, friends!
P.S. Yes there is a continuity error with my full glass of milk next to the poop tissues, even though I claim to drink milk before this part. Just go with it.