<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358</id><updated>2012-01-12T19:34:24.163-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Black and White Cookie Review Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>Black and White Cookies!  Black and White Cookies!  Two colors but so many different kinds.  Some horrible, some unbelievable.  I will help guide you through this small small small aspect of your life.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>50</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-6347641769503724949</id><published>2011-11-01T20:14:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T20:16:02.586-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Hey guys!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I know I don't update this much anymore, but Happy Halloween from me and my friends (and girlfriend)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;We all went to &lt;a href="http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/2007/07/donut-pub.html"&gt;The Donut Pub&lt;/a&gt; and celebrated.&amp;nbsp; I had a Black and...ORANGE?!? Cookie! It was incredibly good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BKvTWhFVlKI/TrCKJS7PlWI/AAAAAAAABKo/ZlehNa-3ThE/s1600/IMG_3341.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BKvTWhFVlKI/TrCKJS7PlWI/AAAAAAAABKo/ZlehNa-3ThE/s320/IMG_3341.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m1ffRU7rZ_A/TrCJ3cOz-DI/AAAAAAAABKY/kecZ1xLak3w/s1600/IMG_3339.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m1ffRU7rZ_A/TrCJ3cOz-DI/AAAAAAAABKY/kecZ1xLak3w/s320/IMG_3339.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3IRvc_NZHyk/TrCKBhrOF-I/AAAAAAAABKg/Mqgvlw0Ulco/s1600/IMG_3340.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3IRvc_NZHyk/TrCKBhrOF-I/AAAAAAAABKg/Mqgvlw0Ulco/s320/IMG_3340.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0XOZAeNYq74/TrCJunfE5RI/AAAAAAAABKQ/j7Sfhk0zznQ/s1600/IMG_3338.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0XOZAeNYq74/TrCJunfE5RI/AAAAAAAABKQ/j7Sfhk0zznQ/s320/IMG_3338.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qnn1cN2mDtM/TrCKSrLN6DI/AAAAAAAABKw/eOkElA7h57Y/s1600/IMG_3343.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qnn1cN2mDtM/TrCKSrLN6DI/AAAAAAAABKw/eOkElA7h57Y/s320/IMG_3343.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;See ya soon, buddies!&amp;nbsp; Or should I say...BOOdies?!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Jordan (with Dave, Matt, and Kristen!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38037358-6347641769503724949?l=blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/feeds/6347641769503724949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38037358&amp;postID=6347641769503724949&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/6347641769503724949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/6347641769503724949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/2011/11/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BKvTWhFVlKI/TrCKJS7PlWI/AAAAAAAABKo/ZlehNa-3ThE/s72-c/IMG_3341.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-2570887815961345729</id><published>2011-02-21T23:34:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T16:55:24.771-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bakery Boys of New York</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;Hey guys!  And that one girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Today's mini(ature) cookies come from &lt;b&gt;The Bakery Boys of New York&lt;/b&gt;, which to me sounds like some sort of gang from the 1930's.  DON'T MESS WITH THE BAKERY BOYS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E9gRU5aLv4U/TWV8ZAAxtyI/AAAAAAAABI8/ZWB_g3EhUI4/s320/news.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 237px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577000482510059298" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;I stumbled upon these quite randomly at a grocery store, and waited about a week before remembering I bought them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N7RC-nhwy4o/TWM9kzpISnI/AAAAAAAABH0/p_nnZ0YylJY/s320/IMGP3857.JPG" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576368466162109042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;To my surprise they were still incredibly soft and fresh (and shiny!) when I opened up the plastic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DJn-DWGWkJA/TWM9kwgiA0I/AAAAAAAABH8/3Gkz_6kkTBg/s320/IMGP3859.JPG" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576368465320739650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8D6jqzlAlI0/TWM-M-95L3I/AAAAAAAABI0/fq1LnFlcF2Q/s1600/IMGP3861.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;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."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGDNx0ASOds/TWM-CQdW8gI/AAAAAAAABIM/m8AFtflkEPw/s320/IMGP3866.JPG" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576368972113572354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8D6jqzlAlI0/TWM-M-95L3I/AAAAAAAABI0/fq1LnFlcF2Q/s1600/IMGP3861.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Luckily, my friend Dave was there to help me eat these.  Though he only had one.  Somehow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B9vZrPt2Kvk/TWM9H7iO2vI/AAAAAAAABHE/5iVbxGpgoCg/s320/IMGP3870.JPG" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576367970064456434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8D6jqzlAlI0/TWM-M-95L3I/AAAAAAAABI0/fq1LnFlcF2Q/s1600/IMGP3861.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Dave was over because we were watching a few episodes of season 1 of &lt;i&gt;The Wire. The Wire&lt;/i&gt; is a complex show about how we're all fucked, where people have conversations that we half understand. I really like it so far!&lt;i&gt;  The Wire&lt;/i&gt; 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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4rJDPJ7Pr4w/TWM9kbVLBdI/AAAAAAAABHs/L8kpO-yVcp0/s320/IMGP3856.JPG" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576368459635951058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Dave does a funny impression of him.  HELLO. HOW ARE YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RFnodCdSp9I/TWM9kX96P3I/AAAAAAAABHk/r3fBLNT0VM8/s320/IMGP3855.JPG" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576368458733076338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8D6jqzlAlI0/TWM-M-95L3I/AAAAAAAABI0/fq1LnFlcF2Q/s1600/IMGP3861.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I took a cookie out...WOW. It even smelled great! I bit the vanilla side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8D6jqzlAlI0/TWM-M-95L3I/AAAAAAAABI0/fq1LnFlcF2Q/s320/IMGP3861.JPG" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576369156396756850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Really soft, subtle vanilla but really delicious. WANT MORE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mlr-09dRH9o/TWM-Db7NyiI/AAAAAAAABIs/udeKZz0e7I4/s320/IMGP3862.JPG" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576368992371460642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I bit the chocolate side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8SqONZ-R0k0/TWM-DFK1mZI/AAAAAAAABIk/fVDbt3F4NYk/s320/IMGP3863.JPG" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576368986262968722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GX3ur3cCQrw/TWWAgf3Mh7I/AAAAAAAABJE/jQew9uUe87g/s320/Hostess%2BCupcakes.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577005009365403570" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;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 &lt;i&gt;The Wire.  &lt;/i&gt;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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f5QMvmThmhk/TWM-C71qZ1I/AAAAAAAABIc/q0CEYBpcxZc/s1600/IMGP3864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f5QMvmThmhk/TWM-C71qZ1I/AAAAAAAABIc/q0CEYBpcxZc/s320/IMGP3864.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576368983758235474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Then I drank milk.  I have no joke for this.  I just drank milk and so check it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QP5qW2gCIqw/TWM-Cuagz6I/AAAAAAAABIU/PXg54TTRyjg/s320/IMGP3865.JPG" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576368980154699682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Then I cleaned up Bob's poops which were all over my legs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-98_jkzMCQGM/TWM9k_l5XZI/AAAAAAAABIE/YPELY8pDE1s/s1600/IMGP3860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-98_jkzMCQGM/TWM9k_l5XZI/AAAAAAAABIE/YPELY8pDE1s/s320/IMGP3860.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576368469369773458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WqMIHbFLEBs/TWM9HtELuFI/AAAAAAAABG8/dI-LgewPnF4/s1600/IMGP3871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WqMIHbFLEBs/TWM9HtELuFI/AAAAAAAABG8/dI-LgewPnF4/s320/IMGP3871.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576367966180325458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;See ya, friends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;-Jordan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38037358-2570887815961345729?l=blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/feeds/2570887815961345729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38037358&amp;postID=2570887815961345729&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/2570887815961345729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/2570887815961345729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/2011/02/bakery-boys-of-new-york.html' title='Bakery Boys of New York'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E9gRU5aLv4U/TWV8ZAAxtyI/AAAAAAAABI8/ZWB_g3EhUI4/s72-c/news.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-8935804714213631299</id><published>2011-01-01T16:03:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T16:31:23.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Velvet Cookie - IBlogWhatIBake.com</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hey there cookie bros and cookie hos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My good buddy Adam brought me back a RED VELVET BLACK AND WHITE COOKIE, made by his friend Jill Churco.  Jill has her own food blog, with recipes and all sorts of good stuff, over at &lt;a href="http://www.iblogwhatibake.com/"&gt;IBlogWhatIBake.com&lt;/a&gt;. GO THERE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my roommates sat down to play the new &lt;a href="http://www.telltalegames.com/bttf"&gt;Back To The Future adventure game&lt;/a&gt;, which is kind of amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TR-ZA1Hv4pI/AAAAAAAABGM/9qqcxMcyRGo/s1600/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TR-ZA1Hv4pI/AAAAAAAABGM/9qqcxMcyRGo/s320/photo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557328704737108626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I prepared myself to eat a black and white cookie with blood red cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TR-YsfwyRYI/AAAAAAAABF8/AbYBQL2m7QU/s1600/photo%252811%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TR-YsfwyRYI/AAAAAAAABF8/AbYBQL2m7QU/s320/photo%252811%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557328355406267778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TR-YBmCdOoI/AAAAAAAABE0/uB98eoI6y_M/s1600/photo%25282%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TR-YBmCdOoI/AAAAAAAABE0/uB98eoI6y_M/s320/photo%25282%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557327618356624002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I'm pretty sure I burst a capillary in my eyeball. I felt a strange pressure and then there was a red spot in my eyeball.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;THIS IS WHAT MY EYE LOOKED LIKE!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TR-ZAjE-gGI/AAAAAAAABGE/lC_glN3jpas/s1600/photo%252812%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 322px; height: 431px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TR-ZAjE-gGI/AAAAAAAABGE/lC_glN3jpas/s320/photo%252812%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557328699893645410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm tempted to talk about my burst capillary for the entire blog, but I suppose I should get to the cookie.  BURST CAPILLARY.  OK...Got that out of my system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TR-YCIjwTBI/AAAAAAAABFE/4x5kWEVCc40/s1600/photo%25284%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TR-YCIjwTBI/AAAAAAAABFE/4x5kWEVCc40/s320/photo%25284%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557327627623091218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cookie was small, so it was a struggle to eat it slow enough to review it intensely, so I missed taking a photo of me trying the vanilla side first.  Try to deal with this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vanilla side.  Probably one of the more subtle vanillas that I've tasted.  It didn't overload my tongue with sugary vanilla flavor, but what was there had a strange warmth and natural taste to it.  I would have liked to taste it even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I ate a chocolate side.  I TOOK A BIG OL' BITE, HEH HEH HEH HEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TR-Yrl_YRyI/AAAAAAAABFc/a9MFeGFlZzY/s1600/photo%25287%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TR-Yrl_YRyI/AAAAAAAABFc/a9MFeGFlZzY/s320/photo%25287%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557328339898222370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is also a nice looking non-flash photo, but the flash makes the red cake look brighter, velvetier, and, let's face it, scarier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chocolate side was delicious, and the best way I could describe it was that it tasted like a homemade brownie.  It even had that very slight subtle burnt taste, like you could actually taste the oven it was made in.  It was great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate this very fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TR-YsOUwfOI/AAAAAAAABF0/NOxnwvMcjmc/s1600/photo%252810%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TR-YsOUwfOI/AAAAAAAABF0/NOxnwvMcjmc/s320/photo%252810%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557328350725307618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN I HAD MILK, HEH HEH HEH (what?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TR-Yr2mqUoI/AAAAAAAABFk/HkuQqLFJvaM/s1600/photo%25288%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TR-Yr2mqUoI/AAAAAAAABFk/HkuQqLFJvaM/s320/photo%25288%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557328344357950082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, my eye is all better now!  No more BURST CAPILLARY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Jill and Adam for the cookies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jordan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I google imaged "burst capillary," so I could throw in a picture, but they were all too disturbing.   So I'm sparing you.  You're welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38037358-8935804714213631299?l=blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/feeds/8935804714213631299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38037358&amp;postID=8935804714213631299&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/8935804714213631299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/8935804714213631299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/2011/01/red-velvet-cookie-iblogwhatibakecom.html' title='Red Velvet Cookie - IBlogWhatIBake.com'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TR-ZA1Hv4pI/AAAAAAAABGM/9qqcxMcyRGo/s72-c/photo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-6773698951398228504</id><published>2010-11-16T22:22:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T23:33:27.369-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop &amp; Shop</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Stop."  "Shop."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And"...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TONWI5d8MMI/AAAAAAAABCY/j1x20vRVtqM/s1600/Photo%2B16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TONWI5d8MMI/AAAAAAAABCY/j1x20vRVtqM/s400/Photo%2B16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540366677461184706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop. And. Shop.  Intriguing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TONWIwxb2kI/AAAAAAAABCg/rIKg6bvKQ44/s1600/Photo%2B17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TONWIwxb2kI/AAAAAAAABCg/rIKg6bvKQ44/s400/Photo%2B17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540366675127032386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cookie of Black.  A cookie of White.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It calls to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TONWJtDP6XI/AAAAAAAABCw/LNdtm-bG3pk/s1600/Photo%2B20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TONWJtDP6XI/AAAAAAAABCw/LNdtm-bG3pk/s400/Photo%2B20.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540366691307874674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A small preview of the chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TONaEHP0PqI/AAAAAAAABEQ/zCMnPmaXpvU/s1600/Photo%2B24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TONaEHP0PqI/AAAAAAAABEQ/zCMnPmaXpvU/s400/Photo%2B24.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540370993307205282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soft.  Delicious.  Chocolate is deep, rich.  Chewy.  Soft.  I said that already.  This is a taste that will not get out of your mouth for a very long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vanilla. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TONZmN1m6zI/AAAAAAAABEI/X0a49qEvsIs/s1600/Photo%2B25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TONZmN1m6zI/AAAAAAAABEI/X0a49qEvsIs/s400/Photo%2B25.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540370479680252722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing.  Incredibly delicious.  Almost want this cookie to be entirely vanilla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Want more vanilla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TONWSmXKtbI/AAAAAAAABDQ/Fmi5E-xhD_M/s1600/Photo%2B27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TONWSmXKtbI/AAAAAAAABDQ/Fmi5E-xhD_M/s400/Photo%2B27.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540366844131194290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WANT MORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TONWS1HdEqI/AAAAAAAABDY/yttsBLHdJcA/s1600/Photo%2B28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TONWS1HdEqI/AAAAAAAABDY/yttsBLHdJcA/s400/Photo%2B28.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540366848091820706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished vanilla.  Woopsie. Daisy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHOCOLATE.  NOW YOU WILL END.  GIVE ME MORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TONWTaNzx6I/AAAAAAAABDg/ZwFR6L9QTo8/s1600/Photo%2B29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TONWTaNzx6I/AAAAAAAABDg/ZwFR6L9QTo8/s400/Photo%2B29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540366858050586530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TONWY7-YYaI/AAAAAAAABDw/f5GgxqD2juQ/s1600/Photo%2B35.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TONWY7-YYaI/AAAAAAAABDw/f5GgxqD2juQ/s400/Photo%2B35.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540366953012027810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MORE.  MOR--- NO.  NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO MORE COOKIE.  THE COOKIE IS GONE.  NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT I'M PARODYING EXACTLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TONWJb4D_hI/AAAAAAAABCo/cpgLlJDvgbM/s1600/Photo%2B19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TONWJb4D_hI/AAAAAAAABCo/cpgLlJDvgbM/s400/Photo%2B19.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540366686697553426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what I need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Milk.  I need Milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I...am Milk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TONWJgaJIAI/AAAAAAAABC4/3JMHhre41CY/s1600/Photo%2B22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TONWJgaJIAI/AAAAAAAABC4/3JMHhre41CY/s400/Photo%2B22.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540366687914237954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I...DRINK MILK.  IN A GLASS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TONWY4d-_gI/AAAAAAAABDo/p7S5ibD0CK0/s1600/Photo%2B31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TONWY4d-_gI/AAAAAAAABDo/p7S5ibD0CK0/s400/Photo%2B31.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540366952070839810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it is...Heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey gang!   The cookie was real good.  I recommend Stop And Shop Black and White cookies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TONWZCiJvmI/AAAAAAAABD4/EXgZcJA_K8k/s1600/Photo%2B37.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TONWZCiJvmI/AAAAAAAABD4/EXgZcJA_K8k/s400/Photo%2B37.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540366954772676194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jordan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38037358-6773698951398228504?l=blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/feeds/6773698951398228504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38037358&amp;postID=6773698951398228504&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/6773698951398228504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/6773698951398228504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/2010/11/stop-shop.html' title='Stop &amp; Shop'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TONWI5d8MMI/AAAAAAAABCY/j1x20vRVtqM/s72-c/Photo%2B16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-2661021760553433474</id><published>2010-06-28T18:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T18:52:10.232-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a new website!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hello there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately this post is not cookie related, but I feel it is my responsibility to inform you all that I have a NEW website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's called &lt;a href="http://www.writeasongaboutme.com"&gt;WriteASongAboutMe.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You go to the site, fill out a form, and paypal a measly $10, and I will write a song about you.  It's all based on whatever you want to tell me in the form.  There are some previous song examples in the archive section, and everything is explained thoroughly in the F.A.Q.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be cool if people checked this out!  Super cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jordan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38037358-2661021760553433474?l=blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/feeds/2661021760553433474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38037358&amp;postID=2661021760553433474&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/2661021760553433474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/2661021760553433474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-have-new-website.html' title='I have a new website!'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-1725877555979919371</id><published>2010-06-02T10:09:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T10:34:15.943-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pizza Villagio Cafe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh hi, Internet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yesterday me and my friend &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/kattmoff"&gt;Matt Koff&lt;/a&gt; went to see Conan O' Brien's show at Radio City Music Hall.  It was a fun and funny extravaganza, with special guests (Jon Stewart, Stephen Colbert, Paul Rudd, John Krasinski) and not as special guests (Vampire Weekend.)  We also got a video from Triumph the Insult Comic Dog, and an amazing display of the Walker Texas Ranger Lever.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;None of this however, compared to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE BLACK AND WHITE COOKIE I ATE BEFORE THE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="Apple-style-span" &gt;SHOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Me and Matt wandered into a place called Pizza Villagio (1412 6th Avenue, near 58th street.)  I wasn't expecting much -- it was one of those all purpose deli/pizza/grocery store places where normally everything is a bit on the average side.  My general theory is if pizza (or any food) is a &lt;i&gt;secondary&lt;/i&gt; concern of your place of business, it won't be too good.  Dramatic pause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(more dramatic!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(MORE DRAMATIC, DAMN YOU)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TAZpPHeNX-I/AAAAAAAABAw/WJBKqPHdE1E/s1600/pizza.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TAZpPHeNX-I/AAAAAAAABAw/WJBKqPHdE1E/s320/pizza.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478181705167495138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pizza was actually really good.  Like...REALLY good.  And on my way to pay for it, next to rows of amazing looking brownies and cakes, I saw...shrink-wrapped black and white cookies.  Right by the cash register, those sneaky, diabolical devils.  Why not buy one?  I didn't have my camera for this one, so excuse the poor quality cell phone pictures, which look kind of sleazy and amateur porn-like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TAZpOshSILI/AAAAAAAABAY/PU9b7QMTPXo/s320/cookie.jpg" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478181697932632242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Holy Hell.  It was GOOD.  Really good.  I can't believe I'm saying this, but one of the best I've had on this blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I ate it so fast, I forgot to take notes.  But the general gist of it was (chomp):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TAZpO7XLv-I/AAAAAAAABAg/seg_LNFbKr0/s1600/cookie+bite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TAZpO7XLv-I/AAAAAAAABAg/seg_LNFbKr0/s320/cookie+bite.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478181701916803042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was soft, chewy, and delicious.  The chocolate side tasted unique, and the icing melted in my mouth.  The vanilla side, WHICH WAS VERY SLIGHT (my only criticism) was not a tough and sugary plastic lid, but rather a soft and tasty treat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TAZpO_RAyyI/AAAAAAAABAo/pLpFtjGt7T4/s1600/cookie+half.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TAZpO_RAyyI/AAAAAAAABAo/pLpFtjGt7T4/s320/cookie+half.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478181702964661026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my filthy fingers I begrudgingly tore a small piece off for Matt to try.  He seemed to agree that it was good.  We left Pizza Villagio...FOREVER. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out their hilarious (no it's not) website: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pizzavillagiocafe.com/"&gt;http://www.pizzavillagiocafe.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;See ya next time, suckers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jordan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38037358-1725877555979919371?l=blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/feeds/1725877555979919371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38037358&amp;postID=1725877555979919371&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/1725877555979919371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/1725877555979919371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/2010/06/pizza-villagio-cafe.html' title='Pizza Villagio Cafe'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/TAZpPHeNX-I/AAAAAAAABAw/WJBKqPHdE1E/s72-c/pizza.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-2390671182446432628</id><published>2010-03-21T04:20:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T16:51:25.366-04:00</updated><title type='text'>BON APPETITO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Long time no cookie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to skip the "sorry I don't update this as often" shpiel (it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;IS SO&lt;/span&gt; a word, spell check!), and go right to the review:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in the grocery store down the block from my house when I spotted these little guys, looking at me with their puppy dog eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/S6aFMcXReFI/AAAAAAAAA_g/ly3e0rbLjd4/s1600-h/Bon+Appetito.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/S6aFMcXReFI/AAAAAAAAA_g/ly3e0rbLjd4/s320/Bon+Appetito.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451190847797295186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is embarrassing, but I had to call up my roommate Adam (who you are &lt;a href="http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/2009/09/dylans-candy-bar.html"&gt;familiar with&lt;/a&gt;) to ask him to check this blog to see if I had already reviewed these cookies.  After a few google searches, it was confirmed that I had in fact NOT eaten "Bon Appetito"s before.  Oh, goody!  Or goodies, rather.  Then Adam said "never call me again" and hung up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the cookies with me to Bellmore, Long Island, to hang out with Dave and Krissy (who you also know...so I have a very small and recurring circle of friends...so what!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was "Buffy" night, which means we were marathoning Buffy: The Vampire Slayer.  We're knee deep into season six, my favorite season.  And we were ESPECIALLY knee deep into this glorious episode:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/S6aFLK_cJeI/AAAAAAAAA_I/rVyeDrAv-lQ/s1600-h/Bon+Appetito+buffy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/S6aFLK_cJeI/AAAAAAAAA_I/rVyeDrAv-lQ/s320/Bon+Appetito+buffy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451190825954059746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, I busted out the cookies and we ate the shit out of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/S6aFLPI6VXI/AAAAAAAAA_A/V7jiZ5vI1HU/s1600-h/Bon+Appetito+cookie+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/S6aFLPI6VXI/AAAAAAAAA_A/V7jiZ5vI1HU/s320/Bon+Appetito+cookie+1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451190827067528562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Krissy was pretty unimpressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/S6aFkOcvZUI/AAAAAAAAA_o/tk0Y1VFaZNE/s1600-h/Bon+Appetito+Krissy+cookie1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/S6aFkOcvZUI/AAAAAAAAA_o/tk0Y1VFaZNE/s320/Bon+Appetito+Krissy+cookie1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451191256378991938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave enjoyed them a bit more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/S6aFko4IxYI/AAAAAAAAA_w/PSmx_hhsK4w/s1600-h/Bon+Appetito+dave+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/S6aFko4IxYI/AAAAAAAAA_w/PSmx_hhsK4w/s320/Bon+Appetito+dave+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451191263473223042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who...me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jordan Cooper?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/S6aFLwJ3sPI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/G1bTGFHp5Sw/s1600-h/Bon+Appetito+cookie+jordan.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/S6aFLwJ3sPI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/G1bTGFHp5Sw/s320/Bon+Appetito+cookie+jordan.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451190835929919730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ME?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because they were mini cookies, I just took some big bites and organized my thoughts later.  But basically...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/S6aFLsj0kMI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/iqdZnjEt1l8/s1600-h/Bon+Appetito+cookie+bite.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/S6aFLsj0kMI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/iqdZnjEt1l8/s320/Bon+Appetito+cookie+bite.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451190834965024962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were way too hard (stale?), but the taste was pretty good.  I think if they were soft and fresh, they could have been some of my all time favorites.  Dave said he liked the crunchiness.  Typical Dave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vanilla side in this case was a lot more noticeable and tastier than the chocolate side.  I can still very clearly remember what the vanilla taste like, which was very strong and ultra-vanilla (I'm writing this at 4:30 AM), whereas the chocolate side is but a ghost in my memory.  It wasn't BAD, but it seemed very dull and easily dismissed.  All vanilla cookies would not be a bad idea with this brand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've still got a bunch left for my roommates to try out.  Maybe I'll update this with their thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you soon.  I'm balancing a lot of blogs (&lt;a href="http://jordansmp3oftheweek.blogspot.com/"&gt;mostly music related&lt;/a&gt;) and other life things right now, so I'm not trying to fool anybody about how often I'll update this.  But I still very much want to keep doing this blog.  So check back!  Or don't.  I'll understand if you just want to be friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jordan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38037358-2390671182446432628?l=blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/feeds/2390671182446432628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38037358&amp;postID=2390671182446432628&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/2390671182446432628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/2390671182446432628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/2010/03/bon-appetito.html' title='BON APPETITO'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/S6aFMcXReFI/AAAAAAAAA_g/ly3e0rbLjd4/s72-c/Bon+Appetito.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-212293888856184369</id><published>2009-09-15T16:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T16:28:49.550-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tragedy Remembered</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hello fans!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you may be interested to know that I have also been doing a sketch comedy blog, in accordance with &lt;a href="http://nationalsketchwritingmonth.com/"&gt;National Sketchwriting Month&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The goal is to write 30 comedy sketches in the 30 days of September.  I used to be in a comedy troupe (called Cousin Eskimo) but didn't write much for it, and haven't written much comedy officially in my life, but I am very much enjoying this project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So check it out!  Updated just about every day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="Http://jordancooperblablabla.blogspot.com"&gt;Http://jordancooperblablabla.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jordan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38037358-212293888856184369?l=blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/feeds/212293888856184369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38037358&amp;postID=212293888856184369&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/212293888856184369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/212293888856184369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/2009/09/tragedy-remembered.html' title='Tragedy Remembered'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-4657284450324313629</id><published>2009-09-07T15:37:00.019-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T17:01:55.497-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dylan's Candy Bar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVtq7oayDI/AAAAAAAAA6s/tXkDiAf12ho/s1600-h/IMG_1271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVtq7oayDI/AAAAAAAAA6s/tXkDiAf12ho/s400/IMG_1271.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378825914293078066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This cookie entry is from &lt;a href="http://www.dylanscandybar.com/"&gt;Dylan's Candy Bar&lt;/a&gt;, located at 1011 Third Avenue.  I tried out this black and white cookie with my friend and roommate Adam Rosenberg, who you may remember from &lt;a href="http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/2008/10/cake-time.html"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt; a while back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVuz8RtmHI/AAAAAAAAA70/q3fDNJFqOiE/s1600-h/IMG_1284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVuz8RtmHI/AAAAAAAAA70/q3fDNJFqOiE/s400/IMG_1284.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378827168596727922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello Adam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, a bit about our day leading up to the cookie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, we attended a performance by &lt;a href="http://gloriadeluxe.com/"&gt;Cynthia Hopkins&lt;/a&gt; at Roosevelt Island.  Cynthia Hopkins is one of my favorite musicians/songwriters, and this afternoon she mostly played songs from her mind blowingly elaborate trilogy of musicals, Accidental Nostalgia.  She danced and laughed and even ran into the audience to hug and dance with people and babies.  This was kind of surreal and hilarious, made even more hilarious by the tragic and traumatizing subject matter of the songs, which, after seeing the musicals, you can't help but ignore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVtot9xuEI/AAAAAAAAA6M/AH2zvMztHtg/s1600-h/IMG_1249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVtot9xuEI/AAAAAAAAA6M/AH2zvMztHtg/s400/IMG_1249.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378825876264826946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We were late for the show, but it was nice anyway.  Roosevelt Island has always been one of my favorite getaways.  Me and my friend Matt used to write dumb songs here.  It's beautiful, peaceful, and very, very strange.  Disturbing.  Gothic.  Friendly.  I remember the first time I walked all the way to the northern tip of the island to check out the lighthouse.  "How quaint and delightful!" one might think.  Then, as me and my friend Matt approached the plaque to read about it's history, it all became clear:  the lighthouse was built by lunatic asylum patients, in order to catch escapees.  Not only that, but records are unclear on if one particular patient who worked on it was ONE patient with a split personality, or MULTIPLE people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, me and Adam walked to the SOUTHERN tip of the island, which was equally as unsettling (and beautiful.)  At the southern tip are the ruins of the ol' ABANDON SMALLPOX HOSPITAL, built by, you guessed it:  lunatic asylum patients.  One could Wikipedia the hell out of this information, but here are some pictures found online (I think we were too mystified to whip out the camera ourselves):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVvoOwgS4I/AAAAAAAAA9E/hQ5air2V_qY/s1600-h/ny_roosevelt_island_renwick_ruins_island_hospital_10_137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVvoOwgS4I/AAAAAAAAA9E/hQ5air2V_qY/s400/ny_roosevelt_island_renwick_ruins_island_hospital_10_137.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378828066910915458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVvnkAzB8I/AAAAAAAAA88/nVBxtBs8pnU/s1600-h/25roosevelt.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVvnkAzB8I/AAAAAAAAA88/nVBxtBs8pnU/s400/25roosevelt.2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378828055436527554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVvnYaM7iI/AAAAAAAAA80/iK4yCMkNyDw/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVvnYaM7iI/AAAAAAAAA80/iK4yCMkNyDw/s400/12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378828052321857058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wow again.  Then at the very very very southern tip of the island, was a giant piece of...a wall?  Strange.  We took pictures in front and behind the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVtpn2tl0I/AAAAAAAAA6c/kZqr96_skkI/s1600-h/IMG_1261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVtpn2tl0I/AAAAAAAAA6c/kZqr96_skkI/s400/IMG_1261.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378825891804452674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVtpASyAyI/AAAAAAAAA6U/5R7Cr6i8nRo/s1600-h/IMG_1259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVtpASyAyI/AAAAAAAAA6U/5R7Cr6i8nRo/s400/IMG_1259.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378825881184764706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;By the way, those of you may remember the black and white cookie I had at Roosevelt Island a long while back.  You can refresh your memory about that here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/2007/05/tellis-diner-on-roosevelt-island.html"&gt;http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/2007/05/tellis-diner-on-roosevelt-island.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After checking out the new (and only) pizza place on Roosevelt Island (I could just as soon do a pizza blog as well as a cookie blog...), we took the tram to the east side.   AUGHH THE TRAM.  It was my first time.  This happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVvod9oy_I/AAAAAAAAA9M/xQLr1a74y1Q/s1600-h/tram.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVvod9oy_I/AAAAAAAAA9M/xQLr1a74y1Q/s400/tram.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378828070992530418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam ingeniously had the idea to eat a lot of candy after eating a lot of pizza, so we made our way to Dylan's Candy Bar.  Holy wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVvm2UpHaI/AAAAAAAAA8s/Ge_yFEHfJKI/s1600-h/IMG_1298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVvm2UpHaI/AAAAAAAAA8s/Ge_yFEHfJKI/s400/IMG_1298.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378828043171732898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I even say?  Here are pictures that Adam took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVvWc6OJ6I/AAAAAAAAA8k/dDuW2jdpBMQ/s1600-h/IMG_1296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVvWc6OJ6I/AAAAAAAAA8k/dDuW2jdpBMQ/s400/IMG_1296.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378827761472120738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVvVxqDB6I/AAAAAAAAA8c/ptbE1W62OPs/s1600-h/IMG_1295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVvVxqDB6I/AAAAAAAAA8c/ptbE1W62OPs/s400/IMG_1295.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378827749861558178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVvVU5UyKI/AAAAAAAAA8U/5IyRZZ2DCMs/s1600-h/IMG_1294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVvVU5UyKI/AAAAAAAAA8U/5IyRZZ2DCMs/s400/IMG_1294.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378827742141008034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVvU0Sa3vI/AAAAAAAAA8M/086if6Cqzvw/s1600-h/IMG_1293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVvU0Sa3vI/AAAAAAAAA8M/086if6Cqzvw/s400/IMG_1293.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378827733387894514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVtqPTm2OI/AAAAAAAAA6k/ZyDcuhkcmv0/s1600-h/IMG_1270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVtqPTm2OI/AAAAAAAAA6k/ZyDcuhkcmv0/s400/IMG_1270.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378825902394628322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We went upstairs to the ice cream bar, where they had a flavor called "COFFEE AND DONUTS."  Oh god.  I wish I tried it.  That night I had a dream about trying it (true story.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVuIO-MqYI/AAAAAAAAA60/GQWVpa-jRGw/s1600-h/IMG_1272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVuIO-MqYI/AAAAAAAAA60/GQWVpa-jRGw/s400/IMG_1272.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378826417700907394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I saw a black and white cookie in the display case, and figured I may as well seize the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVuylvk7AI/AAAAAAAAA7c/4ow5Qc3Mph4/s1600-h/IMG_1279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVuylvk7AI/AAAAAAAAA7c/4ow5Qc3Mph4/s400/IMG_1279.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378827145368103938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This place was packed with crazy hyper little kids and incredibly anxious parents.  It was a really stressful environment and I definitely wanted to leave ASAP, though I was also beginning to feel kind of light headed and exhausted.  Maybe walking for hours then eating a lot of candy isn't really good for you.  Me and Adam also bought a giant Rice Krispie treat sandwich with caramel in the middle.  There it is on the left.  We still haven't eaten it yet, but may need a chainsaw to split it down the middle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVuJwAJoyI/AAAAAAAAA7M/OPvbXBID7MQ/s1600-h/IMG_1277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVuJwAJoyI/AAAAAAAAA7M/OPvbXBID7MQ/s400/IMG_1277.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378826443747336994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the cookie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVuI56k45I/AAAAAAAAA68/mur2X9lNFTc/s1600-h/IMG_1275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVuI56k45I/AAAAAAAAA68/mur2X9lNFTc/s400/IMG_1275.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378826429228442514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVuKMOSIKI/AAAAAAAAA7U/WYni-LOwj0I/s1600-h/IMG_1278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVuKMOSIKI/AAAAAAAAA7U/WYni-LOwj0I/s400/IMG_1278.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378826451322806434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I tried the vanilla side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVuzCvA9iI/AAAAAAAAA7k/qIFJLAZ5D9U/s1600-h/IMG_1282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVuzCvA9iI/AAAAAAAAA7k/qIFJLAZ5D9U/s400/IMG_1282.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378827153150375458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You know...I'm sorry to say, but eh.  I think Dylan's is great and I plan on visiting again, but black and white cookies may not be their specialty.  The icing was so scarce (you can see it doesn't drape over the sides of the cookie as it often does), that I mostly tasted this big stale rough cake under it, and a hint of sugary vanilla on top.  I struggled to pin down what I was tasting...it was a bit bland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVuzeSKWXI/AAAAAAAAA7s/qnBBXynj6Is/s1600-h/IMG_1283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVuzeSKWXI/AAAAAAAAA7s/qnBBXynj6Is/s400/IMG_1283.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378827160545548658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essentially the same thing.  My mouth was overflowing with cake and rubbery cookie, but wasn't tasting anything. The cake even had an unpleasant burnt taste in some areas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVu0ZaLgvI/AAAAAAAAA78/OXQbmEljoJE/s1600-h/IMG_1289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVu0ZaLgvI/AAAAAAAAA78/OXQbmEljoJE/s400/IMG_1289.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378827176416871154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, even with Adam's help I could not finish this cookie.  The milk however, may have been the best cup of milk I've ever had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVuJakfQfI/AAAAAAAAA7E/fk_Rzeg9_V8/s1600-h/IMG_1276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVuJakfQfI/AAAAAAAAA7E/fk_Rzeg9_V8/s400/IMG_1276.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378826437994168818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recommend going to Dylan's for the sheer absurdity of the place, and for the many flavors of gummies, but not for the cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went home.  We watched Superman: The Animated Series all night.  I went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jordan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. The google hits for this blog should be very interesting.  ABANDONED MENTAL HOSPITAL CANDY SUPERMAN ROSENBERG CYNTHIA HOPKINS MILK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38037358-4657284450324313629?l=blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/feeds/4657284450324313629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38037358&amp;postID=4657284450324313629&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/4657284450324313629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/4657284450324313629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/2009/09/dylans-candy-bar.html' title='Dylan&apos;s Candy Bar'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SqVtq7oayDI/AAAAAAAAA6s/tXkDiAf12ho/s72-c/IMG_1271.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-3535068914321595604</id><published>2009-07-10T18:41:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T12:58:28.274-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bovella's Pastry Shoppe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Hello everyfun!!!  (I MEAN ONE.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day, me and my mate's Matt and Becky went to Bryant Park to watch an outdoor screening of Dog Day Afternoon, one of my favorite films.  You can find out about the wonderful, naturalistic, moving, funny, and compelling Dog Day Afternoon on some &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0072890/"&gt;other&lt;/a&gt; website.  The focus of this blog is ::  THE COOKIES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Becky brought some cookies over from &lt;a href="http://www.bovellas.com/default.aspx?pageId=1"&gt;Bovella's Pastry Shoppe&lt;/a&gt; in Jersey.  Bovella's web&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;site declares that :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Content"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;There have&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;been a few new additions to the staff at Bovellas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="248263116-22062007"&gt;, including Rob Weinberg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="248263116-22062007"&gt;er&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; who started a little over a year ago. Bovellas has also added a talented new baker and cake deco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;rator, Bobby Fischer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="248263116-22062007"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;formerly of Las Vegas, Nevada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;div&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Bobby Fischer???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SlfmqJvQEAI/AAAAAAAAA4c/qFRFElJ1Vwk/s1600-h/bobby-fischer-life-nov-12-1971.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SlfmqJvQEAI/AAAAAAAAA4c/qFRFElJ1Vwk/s320/bobby-fischer-life-nov-12-1971.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357003893623492610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...OK.  Perhaps this master of dueling blacks and whites will make o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;ne hell of a black and white cookie.  Anyway, our cast of characters:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Matt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="Content"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Content"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SlfmrNnHnMI/AAAAAAAAA48/AOj_oZhdTFc/s1600-h/dogday08matt+cookie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SlfmrNnHnMI/AAAAAAAAA48/AOj_oZhdTFc/s320/dogday08matt+cookie.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357003911842995394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Becky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="Content"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Content"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SlfmqZRIdRI/AAAAAAAAA4k/yA-SSH3tUT0/s1600-h/dogday04becky+cookie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SlfmqZRIdRI/AAAAAAAAA4k/yA-SSH3tUT0/s320/dogday04becky+cookie.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357003897792132370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;ME/JORDAN/YOUR BLOGGER EXTRAORDINAIRE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Content"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Content"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Content"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Content"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Content"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SlfnDz59YKI/AAAAAAAAA5E/RDyfUZECZ-Q/s1600-h/dogday09me.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SlfnDz59YKI/AAAAAAAAA5E/RDyfUZECZ-Q/s320/dogday09me.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357004334439424162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;The park was very nice, but crazy crowded.  For some reason I had multiple pee attacks and kept having to climb over a mile of people lying down on blankets to get to the port-o-potties (Blogger didn't correct my spelling on that!  Wow!)  I gave up assuming I was rude to step on people's blankets and food.  EITHER LEAVE ROOM OR GET SQUASHED, I always say.  In any situation.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;The movie was to begin at sundown (preceded by a very random Looney Tunes cartoon, which I can't remember the title of, but it was basically like Tom and Jerry but with a TON of dialogue), so we busted out the cookies beforehand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;They were modestly sized, and a bit thin.  Not a big fluffy cakey cookie that I've had at a few bakeries.  I ate the vanilla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Content"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Content"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Content"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Content"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Content"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SlfmqlRli3I/AAAAAAAAA4s/Z8-l1fPy7GI/s1600-h/dogday05cookie+vanilla.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SlfmqlRli3I/AAAAAAAAA4s/Z8-l1fPy7GI/s320/dogday05cookie+vanilla.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357003901015264114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Mmmmm, toe-licious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;The vanilla icing was very sugary, not great, but very soft, nice texture.  The cake was actually a bit tougher than the icing, which is not of the norm.  Then the chocolate happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Content"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Content"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Content"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Content"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Slfmq4T2BEI/AAAAAAAAA40/s4dRRCcavng/s1600-h/dogday06cookie+choc.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Slfmq4T2BEI/AAAAAAAAA40/s4dRRCcavng/s320/dogday06cookie+choc.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357003906125005890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;The chocolate was fairly average (which means it tasted good, but nothing new or special.)  The icing was actually kind of cool, like chilled, which was refreshing on such a warm day.  &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;The sun went down and we watched Dog Day Afternoon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;The audience triumphantly broke out into a hilariously misguided applause when &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(SPOILER)&lt;/span&gt; So&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;nny and Sal make it into the limo, about 5 minutes from the actual end of the movie.  Boy, did that make me happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Content"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Content"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Content"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Content"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Content"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Content"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Content"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Content"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Content"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Content"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SlfnEcVHRpI/AAAAAAAAA5U/nEooHoQvOgg/s1600-h/dogday19+sal.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SlfnEcVHRpI/AAAAAAAAA5U/nEooHoQvOgg/s320/dogday19+sal.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357004345290737298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the movie ended, the port-o-potty line stretched down the block, and the cookie crumbs remained on the grass to be eaten by ants, and some funny centipede lookin' motherfucka that I saw.   A nice evening.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Content"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Content"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Content"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Content"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Content"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Content"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Content"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Content"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Content"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Content"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Content"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Content"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SlfnEi0U0mI/AAAAAAAAA5c/UaPVho77I8E/s1600-h/dogday20.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SlfnEi0U0mI/AAAAAAAAA5c/UaPVho77I8E/s320/dogday20.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357004347032261218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jordan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38037358-3535068914321595604?l=blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/feeds/3535068914321595604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38037358&amp;postID=3535068914321595604&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/3535068914321595604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/3535068914321595604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/2009/07/bovellas-pastry-shoppe.html' title='Bovella&apos;s Pastry Shoppe'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SlfmqJvQEAI/AAAAAAAAA4c/qFRFElJ1Vwk/s72-c/bobby-fischer-life-nov-12-1971.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-4418315084849770061</id><published>2009-07-02T11:33:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T11:36:19.354-04:00</updated><title type='text'>OMFG - New Post Next Week!</title><content type='html'>This blog is so lame.  It's so never updated and Jordan so sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be updating the blog next week.  I have a cookie plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime I am MOVING and that is taking up a lot of time.  That is an excuse and doesn't cover the past few months -- but it does explain the surrounding weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't promise updates often but THIS BLOG IS NOT DEAD.  NEW POST NEXT WEEK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jordan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38037358-4418315084849770061?l=blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/feeds/4418315084849770061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38037358&amp;postID=4418315084849770061&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/4418315084849770061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/4418315084849770061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/2009/07/omfg-new-post-next-week.html' title='OMFG - New Post Next Week!'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-8827597626851131082</id><published>2009-02-17T18:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T18:52:33.274-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Big Fat Hairy Plug</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hey there, friends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This is a post to tell you that I have started a 2nd blog, called "Mp3 of the Week."  Located here:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://jordansmp3oftheweek.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;http://jordansmp3oftheweek.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I like to fancy myself a songwriter and all around music-maker.  I have many, many, many songs as well as hundreds of (fun!) instrumentals and random noodlings.  I will be posting mp3s I have made throughout the years (as well as new stuff) every single week.  This used to be on my music website, but now in blog form I can have a massive archive building up.  Scary, and exciting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The cookie posts aren't stopping any time soon!  Don't worry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;-Jordan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38037358-8827597626851131082?l=blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/feeds/8827597626851131082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38037358&amp;postID=8827597626851131082&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/8827597626851131082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/8827597626851131082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/2009/02/big-fat-hairy-plug.html' title='A Big Fat Hairy Plug'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-6915941463871580546</id><published>2009-02-01T18:45:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T00:40:14.161-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lenny's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello best friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week's cookie was purchased and eaten at Lenny's on 9th avenue and 43rd street.  It was recommended by some coworkers.  I met my friend Matt Koff there and we HAD AT IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lenny's is across from Westway Diner, the diner I take my lunch break at about once a week.  Westway is special because they have Oreo Cookie milkshake, as well as a Caramel shake and a hazelnut shake!  Wow!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SYY2lE-UMiI/AAAAAAAAA4M/SbW_KZUx8Zg/s400/Lenny%27s+westway.JPG" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297982022266139170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt showed up and tried to avoid the camera, but I got him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SYY2OS0T6FI/AAAAAAAAA3M/K6HINOCSzdM/s400/Lennys+matt+arrives.JPG" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297981630845282386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First we had a very quick pizza slice at Lazara's Pizza right next door.  It was ridiculously expensive for a tiny, tiny slice and it tasted average.  It WAS good, but so expensive that it left a bitter taste in my bitter mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Matt eating, then reflecting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SYY2kmC6ZjI/AAAAAAAAA38/ZUKg5mk_KkE/s400/Lennys+pizza+2.JPG" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297982013963920946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SYY2kvaGmSI/AAAAAAAAA30/CmIxbob99sM/s400/Lennys+pizza.JPG" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297982016477108514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway, on to Lenny's!  Here is it's funny little logo!  It looks like that cartoon chef is expecting a tip with his other hand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SYY2ODA3SdI/AAAAAAAAA3E/vc2iTZ3Bzj0/s400/Lennys+logo.JPG" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297981626602965458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three cookies left OHGODWEALMOSTDIDN'TMAKEIT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SYY2OVNYA_I/AAAAAAAAA3U/uov9z4HbyX8/s1600-h/Lennys+matt+cookie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SYY1lG-8dlI/AAAAAAAAA2s/saarIzmMilc/s400/Lennys+cookies.JPG" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297980923294021202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I checked the freezers for some milk to buy, but they only had MUSCLE MILK (what is that stuff?) and chocolate milk.  The idea of drinking chocolate milk with a cookie to me is absolutely absurd, and after laughing myself half to death, I regained composure and went to a next door grocery to look for some milk to sneak in to Lenny's.  All they had was very expensive (again!) tiny tiny juice box of milk.  It was about as much money as a whole quart of another brand of milk!  But I'm not taking an open quart of milk onto the train ride home.  That would look silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SYY2OhfpqwI/AAAAAAAAA3k/5XcO8fIZ_pI/s1600-h/Lennys+milk.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SYY2OhfpqwI/AAAAAAAAA3k/5XcO8fIZ_pI/s400/Lennys+milk.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297981634785159938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It said to shake (why?  I don't recall ever shaking milk before.)  SO I DID.  And YOU get to see it, you lucky, lucky people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SYY2kTPP2yI/AAAAAAAAA3s/rXi5eUhTwk0/s1600-h/Lennys+milk+shake.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SYY2kTPP2yI/AAAAAAAAA3s/rXi5eUhTwk0/s400/Lennys+milk+shake.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297982008915385122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Shake shake shake!  Shake shake shake!  Shake your milky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or:  Now THAT'S what I call a MILKSHAKE!  Hahahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Matt had an amazingly difficult time ordering a black and white cookie.  His delicate sensibilties wouldn't allow a cookie that had some "shmutz" on it (I believe it can be spotted in the picture above, and god bless those of you scrolling up to check right now!), but the cute blonde asian girl who didn't speak much english didn't understand how he wanted a black and white cookie, but not THAT black and white cookie.  She would grab the cookie, then Matt would say no, so she'd put it down, then Matt would say he DOES want a cookie, and confusion ensued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SYY2OVNYA_I/AAAAAAAAA3U/uov9z4HbyX8/s1600-h/Lennys+matt+cookie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SYY2OVNYA_I/AAAAAAAAA3U/uov9z4HbyX8/s400/Lennys+matt+cookie.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297981631487280114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SYY1lc1vQ8I/AAAAAAAAA28/uPPM3odNTIk/s1600-h/Lennys+jordan+cookie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SYY1lc1vQ8I/AAAAAAAAA28/uPPM3odNTIk/s400/Lennys+jordan+cookie.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297980929160987586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bit the vanilla side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SYY2OVNYA_I/AAAAAAAAA3U/uov9z4HbyX8/s1600-h/Lennys+matt+cookie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SYY2kgputuI/AAAAAAAAA4E/3L0NhjieHjQ/s400/Lennys+vanilla.JPG" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297982012516120290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm.  It smells a little strange.  The vanilla did not have a glaringly huge flavor.  The cake overpowered it, especially with it's strange strange texture.  It was oddly soft, like a thick sponge.  It felt like it was inflating inside your mouth after every chew.  That sounds kind of pleasureable - but it threw me off.  It felt weird.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Next I bit Mr. Chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SYY1k80fuRI/AAAAAAAAA2k/TQ-s-irWnbQ/s1600-h/Lennys+chocolate.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SYY1k80fuRI/AAAAAAAAA2k/TQ-s-irWnbQ/s400/Lennys+chocolate.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297980920565840146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was pretty good.  Me and Matt both agreed it almost tasted like an Entenmanns chocolate donut.  I asked Matt if he smelled something strange, and he responded saying he was "smell deaf."  This made me laugh!  And it still does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SYY1k1p-P2I/AAAAAAAAA2c/vptgycqqGCY/s1600-h/Lennys+almostdone.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SYY1k1p-P2I/AAAAAAAAA2c/vptgycqqGCY/s400/Lennys+almostdone.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297980918642655074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Despite my minor complaints, it WAS a good cookie.  Not the best, but I ate it pretty fast.  Then drank some weird tasting milk.  Matt stared off into the distance, like the painting behind him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SYY2OVNYA_I/AAAAAAAAA3U/uov9z4HbyX8/s1600-h/Lennys+matt+cookie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SYY2OsHOQ0I/AAAAAAAAA3c/CbI4xMGBnhM/s400/Lennys+matt+done.JPG" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297981637635490626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And me?  Had to wipe some weird milk off of my face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SYY1lDmIScI/AAAAAAAAA20/aPWdfunWh6M/s1600-h/Lennys+jordan.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SYY1lDmIScI/AAAAAAAAA20/aPWdfunWh6M/s400/Lennys+jordan.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297980922384632258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;See you next time, folks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-Jordan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38037358-6915941463871580546?l=blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/feeds/6915941463871580546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38037358&amp;postID=6915941463871580546&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/6915941463871580546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/6915941463871580546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/2009/02/lennys.html' title='Lenny&apos;s'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SYY2lE-UMiI/AAAAAAAAA4M/SbW_KZUx8Zg/s72-c/Lenny%27s+westway.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-7808260239408036321</id><published>2009-01-03T17:54:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T04:36:08.027-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Starbucks/Traditional Favorites</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOTCHA!!  Sorry, didn't mean to sneak up on ya.  Actually, yes I did.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today's Black and White cookie was purchased at Starbucks, in Flushing, Queens.  The label reads:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;TRADITIONAL FAVORITES.  Black &amp;amp; White Mini Cookies.  A New York City Favorite! (SKU 408785.  $1.95.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was in a Starbucks because I was on a DATE.  I took no photo of the date, who I will never see again.  But Google Image finds this photo of two cute girls in a Starbucks:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SWCB5sAmOII/AAAAAAAAA10/7cFu84GkLd0/s1600-h/august_break_30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SWCB5sAmOII/AAAAAAAAA10/7cFu84GkLd0/s400/august_break_30.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287368790599153794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hiya pretty gals!  DO YA LIKE COOKIES?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been meaning to review a Starbucks cookie for quite some time.  Not just for the guaranteed Google search hits (starbucks starbucks starbucks starbucks starbucks), but I felt it's time my blog got into some relevant issues regarding &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;commercialism and corporate monopolies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cookies were tasty!  :D  :D  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The back of the label says, pretty randomly over the ingredients section, "Pairs well with Sumatra."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A CLUE.  Time to wikipedia "sumatra."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sumatra&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (also spelled &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sumatera&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;) is an island in western &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Indonesia" title="Indonesia"&gt;Indonesia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, westernmost of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sunda_Islands" title="Sunda Islands"&gt;Sunda Islands&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. It is the largest island entirely in Indonesia (two larger islands, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Borneo" title="Borneo"&gt;Borneo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/New_Guinea" title="New Guinea"&gt;New Guinea&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, are partially in Indonesia), and the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_islands_by_area" title="List of islands by area"&gt;sixth largest island&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; in the world &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(approximately 470,000 km²)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright.  I'll have to buy these cookies, then head over to Sumatra to find out if they do indeed pair well with each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SWAMAMQgMdI/AAAAAAAAA08/1Ukm_tCYLy8/s1600-h/Starbucks1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SWAMAMQgMdI/AAAAAAAAA08/1Ukm_tCYLy8/s400/Starbucks1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287239159962939858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAH.  It also says "Manufactured for Starbucks Coffee Company."  So for all intents and purposes, these are "Starbucks" brand (I wasn't sure about that)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think you guys should join me for this one.  Go to the nearest Starbucks in your area, buy the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;cookies, then sit down with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice to meet you.  Are you OK?  Good!  Is this awkward?  I can move over a bit if you want, I don't want to make you uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First we unwrap the cookie (together.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SWAMA5qFCTI/AAAAAAAAA1M/oe8HGKuD0ow/s1600-h/Starbucks3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SWAMA5qFCTI/AAAAAAAAA1M/oe8HGKuD0ow/s400/Starbucks3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287239172149807410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we bite the vanilla side (with each other.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SWAMBCrPyUI/AAAAAAAAA1U/gojiH9G8vEA/s1600-h/Starbucks4+van.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SWAMBCrPyUI/AAAAAAAAA1U/gojiH9G8vEA/s400/Starbucks4+van.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287239174570625346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What did you think?  I thought it was not a HUGE sugary strong vanilla taste, but it was very pleasant.  It could have been a little more vanilla-y, but I was happy.  Were you happy?  Are we doing O.K.?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we bite the chocolate side (side by side.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SWAMBVLguuI/AAAAAAAAA1c/Yl_XGnZZa8w/s1600-h/Starbucks5+choc.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SWAMBVLguuI/AAAAAAAAA1c/Yl_XGnZZa8w/s400/Starbucks5+choc.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287239179537791714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok sorry, that is just a badly photographed cookie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts?  If you want to know what I thought, it was very soft, chewy.  It tasted almost like a brownie.  Like fudge.  I can see from the expression on your face that you agree!  You've got something on your face, let me get that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate the 2nd cookie in about one bite!!  I should have bought more, this was not nearly enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SWAMOZ91osI/AAAAAAAAA1k/vcPJUe4yNnw/s1600-h/Starbucks6+me.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SWAMOZ91osI/AAAAAAAAA1k/vcPJUe4yNnw/s400/Starbucks6+me.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287239404160918210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now let's watch The Short Films of David Lynch together and go to sleep!  I prefer to be the little spoon but we can compromise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SWAMOuXoASI/AAAAAAAAA1s/M8RzFi5bpUs/s1600-h/Starbucks7+lynch.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SWAMOuXoASI/AAAAAAAAA1s/M8RzFi5bpUs/s400/Starbucks7+lynch.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287239409637785890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::kiss::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teehee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jordan, 2009 edition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38037358-7808260239408036321?l=blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/feeds/7808260239408036321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38037358&amp;postID=7808260239408036321&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/7808260239408036321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/7808260239408036321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/2009/01/starbuckstraditional-favorites.html' title='Starbucks/Traditional Favorites'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SWCB5sAmOII/AAAAAAAAA10/7cFu84GkLd0/s72-c/august_break_30.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-8252227892788465127</id><published>2008-11-29T03:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T04:01:04.366-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Apologies, and Promisees</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To my several billion loyal readers:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I very much apologize for not updating this blog as much as I, or you would like.  I truly want to, but the truth is, I am very, very lazy.  I am lazy, and stupid.  I am lazy, stupid, and indifferent, and maybe not as hungry.  My early-to-bed, early-to-rise work schedule kills my junk food appetite that I had when I first started.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture this:  I go into a store.  I see they have a Black and White Cookie brand I have yet to review.  I buy it.  It sits in my kitchen FOR WEEKS.  I want to eat it, but I think "Ugh...I can't JUST EAT IT.  I have to do WORK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; when I eat it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have a garbage full of stale Black and White Cookies.  This is unacceptable, and maybe borderline psychosis.  &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel a bit inspired lately (I was re-reading some old posts.  Ah, I was so young!) and I promise you I will update this more often!  This blog is the closest thing I have to a successful project, as my music and film careers float like ghos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ts through an oblivious world.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hank you, and goodnight.  It is 4 AM. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Check back soon, and I love you deeply.  DEEP deeply.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/STEEmzK4V4I/AAAAAAAAA00/ZlRkTzpw7iQ/s1600-h/scan0063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/STEEmzK4V4I/AAAAAAAAA00/ZlRkTzpw7iQ/s400/scan0063.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274001703244945282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jordan Adam Cooper, 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38037358-8252227892788465127?l=blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/feeds/8252227892788465127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38037358&amp;postID=8252227892788465127&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/8252227892788465127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/8252227892788465127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/2008/11/apologies-and-promisees.html' title='Apologies, and Promisees'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/STEEmzK4V4I/AAAAAAAAA00/ZlRkTzpw7iQ/s72-c/scan0063.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-8062138216671748643</id><published>2008-10-14T23:09:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T13:48:54.065-04:00</updated><title type='text'>CAKE TIME!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;IT'S A BLACK AND WHITE CAKE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the SUPERMARKET as my friend's Adam and Jon went food shopping for their apartment!  THAT'S LIFE IN THE BIG CITY, FOLKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we stumbled upon this little number!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SPVi6tbHpLI/AAAAAAAAAjg/ZEobd75rsEE/s1600-h/IMG_0175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SPVi6tbHpLI/AAAAAAAAAjg/ZEobd75rsEE/s400/IMG_0175.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257216900790199474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;GIMME GIMME GIMME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SPVi7A7WrWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/ngkeVLhNDNo/s1600-h/IMG_0176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SPVi7A7WrWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/ngkeVLhNDNo/s400/IMG_0176.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257216906025676130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It rained like a motherfucker while we were in the supermarket.  We ran back and I got drenched.  So I changed into my friends clothes.  Check out my dignified attire:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SPVi7KAJQpI/AAAAAAAAAjw/1lmpmyTA318/s1600-h/IMG_0177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SPVi7KAJQpI/AAAAAAAAAjw/1lmpmyTA318/s400/IMG_0177.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257216908461687442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You know I never liked Ninja Turtles?  Especially as a little kid.  I hated the way they talked - "Radical!" "Narly!", etc.  Even as like a 10 year old I thought they sounded retarded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Adam!  Adam Rosenberg!  Take that, google searchers trying to stalk him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SPVi77fMamI/AAAAAAAAAj4/1e7i1AK5xk8/s1600-h/IMG_0188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SPVi77fMamI/AAAAAAAAAj4/1e7i1AK5xk8/s400/IMG_0188.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257216921745255010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SPVi8KzBxJI/AAAAAAAAAkA/MwHvjGkKXaw/s1600-h/IMG_0192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SPVi8KzBxJI/AAAAAAAAAkA/MwHvjGkKXaw/s400/IMG_0192.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257216925854975122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I guess the only way to cut pieces (besides grabbing clumps with my disgusting veiny hand) where you get both sides is to do weird long thin biscotti-looking slivers.  So there you go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SPVmfOrQ0eI/AAAAAAAAAkI/PDABwpMQvGc/s1600-h/IMG_0194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SPVmfOrQ0eI/AAAAAAAAAkI/PDABwpMQvGc/s400/IMG_0194.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257220826726453730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I ate the cake.  Honestly, it was just "OK."  I could have predicted it wouldn't exactly taste like a black and white cookie, which is ironic since a black and white cookie is really more like a cake.  But this cake was just like...an OK, store bought cake.  Also when we actually ate it was like 2 or 3 weeks later.  WOOPS.  I wasn't crazy about either the vanilla or chocolate icing.  They weren't bad but after a few bites I was pretty much done.  P.S. I hate blogger and how it keeps undoing my font selection every other sentence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SPVmfQV6F1I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/GEbeQn0JZck/s1600-h/IMG_0196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SPVmfQV6F1I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/GEbeQn0JZck/s400/IMG_0196.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257220827173754706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I also wasn't crazy about eating cake with a spoon.  Too weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SPVmfpVSPXI/AAAAAAAAAkY/Mi4Z5Ocq4fU/s1600-h/IMG_0201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SPVmfpVSPXI/AAAAAAAAAkY/Mi4Z5Ocq4fU/s400/IMG_0201.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257220833882029426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Wearing a much more dignified shirt (Homer Simpson jumping to grab a donut, with "JUST DONUT" written on the bottom.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jordan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38037358-8062138216671748643?l=blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/feeds/8062138216671748643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38037358&amp;postID=8062138216671748643&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/8062138216671748643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/8062138216671748643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/2008/10/cake-time.html' title='CAKE TIME!!!'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SPVi6tbHpLI/AAAAAAAAAjg/ZEobd75rsEE/s72-c/IMG_0175.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-1435610852859112967</id><published>2008-05-11T17:03:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T23:03:52.735-04:00</updated><title type='text'>La Dolce Italia 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Last winter......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BA BUMP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In the small town of Forest Hills...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;BA BA BUMP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;At a store called La Dolce Italia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;CRA-KOWWWW (lightning)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A young man by the...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BA BA BA BA BA BUMP!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...name of Jordan Cooper went on a quest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BABABABABABABABABSBDBDHDBDBDHD BUMP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the ultimate Black and White Cookie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;FLASH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SD4XnZwCzkI/AAAAAAAAAig/bsU6vMkFIlo/s1600-h/dolce+explosion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SD4XnZwCzkI/AAAAAAAAAig/bsU6vMkFIlo/s400/dolce+explosion.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205624184981605954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SILENCE.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now, out of the ashes arrives...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;LA DOLCE ITALIA 2!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SD4WoZwCzeI/AAAAAAAAAhw/CPJiGg4TrW0/s1600-h/Dolce+Italia1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SD4WoZwCzeI/AAAAAAAAAhw/CPJiGg4TrW0/s400/Dolce+Italia1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205623102649847266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;STARRING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SD4b9ZwCzmI/AAAAAAAAAiw/Ei_6DpWfvik/s1600-h/joe_pantoliano.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SD4b9ZwCzmI/AAAAAAAAAiw/Ei_6DpWfvik/s400/joe_pantoliano.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205628960985239138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SD4b9JwCzlI/AAAAAAAAAio/-SqyldEhMvY/s1600-h/Johnrhysdavies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SD4b9JwCzlI/AAAAAAAAAio/-SqyldEhMvY/s400/Johnrhysdavies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205628956690271826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SD4b9ZwCznI/AAAAAAAAAi4/RbWYVFLlxEs/s1600-h/taub188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SD4b9ZwCznI/AAAAAAAAAi4/RbWYVFLlxEs/s400/taub188.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205628960985239154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Not long ago, La Dolce Italia 2 opened up literally right around the corner from me, here in Kew Gardens.  It appeared in a pretty badly received "death spot" -- businesses seem to open up and close down there within a few months.  I can't even recall how many different stores, cafes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  groceries, etc, have been in that very location.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best of luck to La Dolce Italia 2 however, because this is ONE sequel that's just as good as the original!!!!!  YA KNOW WHAT I MEAN??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I brought the cookie home for an unusually timed snack, around 7pm where dinner normally takes place (I ended up not being hungry for dinner till around 11:00 pm.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Compared to the original La Dolce Italia, this cookie was a LOT smaller.  Meaning it was about average size, since the first Dolce cookie was humongous.  "Humongous" is a word I haven't heard or spoken in a long time, what happened to that word???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I noticed early on is that the chocolate icing was PITCH BLACKNESS.  A little intimidating.  Like the woods at night.  Do I dare enter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SD4WpZwCziI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/-b8k0f9xL_w/s1600-h/Dole+Italia2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SD4WpZwCziI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/-b8k0f9xL_w/s400/Dole+Italia2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205623119829716514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I also noticed right away from removing the cookie out of it's little paper wrap that the icing was STICKY AND GOOEY AND FRESH.  No rock hard icing that feels like it was drilled onto the cake by a construction crew.  This actually felt like it was spread over the cake like...icing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a bite of the vanilla.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SD4WpJwCzgI/AAAAAAAAAiA/wWugOs9wNTw/s1600-h/Dolce+Italia+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SD4WpJwCzgI/AAAAAAAAAiA/wWugOs9wNTw/s400/Dolce+Italia+3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205623115534749186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERY good and very flavorful.  I did not recall upon looking back that in my original La Dolce post, I complained about the lemony cake overpowering the vanilla to the point that I couldn't even taste it.  While the lemon is indeed still very strong, this time I could taste the vanilla loud and clear, and with how soft and delicious it was, I could have eaten 20 all-vanilla cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then I tried the chocolate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SD4WpJwCzhI/AAAAAAAAAiI/dm4Z7Gxge3g/s1600-h/Dolce+Italia+4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SD4WpJwCzhI/AAAAAAAAAiI/dm4Z7Gxge3g/s400/Dolce+Italia+4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205623115534749202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much equally as good.  Extremely soft, tasted almost like chocolate cupcake icing.  The lemon in the cake was almost a bit too strong and creating a weird battle of tastes, but overall it was one of the most satisfying (cookie related) experiences I've had yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SD4Wo5wCzfI/AAAAAAAAAh4/5EPJrs0SREY/s1600-h/Dolce+Italia5+.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SD4Wo5wCzfI/AAAAAAAAAh4/5EPJrs0SREY/s400/Dolce+Italia5+.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205623111239781874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I finished the rest of the cookie EXTREMELY fast.  I should have bought two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you again when La Dolce Italia 3 comes out.  Hopefully it won't be awful and ruin the franchise!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jordan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidenote:  There was a lot of plastic forks and spoons on the sidewalk.  Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SD4XZpwCzjI/AAAAAAAAAiY/9sJJEKHCuNE/s1600-h/Forks+on+the+Ground.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SD4XZpwCzjI/AAAAAAAAAiY/9sJJEKHCuNE/s400/Forks+on+the+Ground.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205623948758404658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38037358-1435610852859112967?l=blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/feeds/1435610852859112967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38037358&amp;postID=1435610852859112967&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/1435610852859112967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/1435610852859112967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/2008/05/la-dolce-italia-2.html' title='La Dolce Italia 2'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/SD4XnZwCzkI/AAAAAAAAAig/bsU6vMkFIlo/s72-c/dolce+explosion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-603142701886907516</id><published>2008-02-19T21:21:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T21:31:39.850-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet City - CANCELLED!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I waited too long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The already-stale cookie became more stale.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I threw the cookie away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R7uQKUbHFQI/AAAAAAAAAhA/HB6hX8RuBZg/s1600-h/sweetcity1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R7uQKUbHFQI/AAAAAAAAAhA/HB6hX8RuBZg/s400/sweetcity1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168883504293287170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R7uQKkbHFRI/AAAAAAAAAhI/C2gOtm8NDDI/s1600-h/sweetcity2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R7uQKkbHFRI/AAAAAAAAAhI/C2gOtm8NDDI/s400/sweetcity2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168883508588254482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R7uQK0bHFSI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/87hnPVAYJ6M/s1600-h/sweetcity3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R7uQK0bHFSI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/87hnPVAYJ6M/s400/sweetcity3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168883512883221794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R7uQLUbHFTI/AAAAAAAAAhY/c2iYmj2QLA4/s1600-h/sweetcity4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R7uQLUbHFTI/AAAAAAAAAhY/c2iYmj2QLA4/s400/sweetcity4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168883521473156402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R7uQLkbHFUI/AAAAAAAAAhg/JTQPJVl1Rm8/s1600-h/sweetcity5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R7uQLkbHFUI/AAAAAAAAAhg/JTQPJVl1Rm8/s400/sweetcity5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168883525768123714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R7uQoUbHFVI/AAAAAAAAAho/KY5M7gymOyI/s1600-h/sweetcity6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R7uQoUbHFVI/AAAAAAAAAho/KY5M7gymOyI/s400/sweetcity6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168884019689362770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;-Jordan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38037358-603142701886907516?l=blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/feeds/603142701886907516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38037358&amp;postID=603142701886907516&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/603142701886907516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/603142701886907516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/2008/02/sweet-city-cancelled.html' title='Sweet City - CANCELLED!'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R7uQKUbHFQI/AAAAAAAAAhA/HB6hX8RuBZg/s72-c/sweetcity1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-321478601571264161</id><published>2008-01-16T23:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T16:43:34.191-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Primo! Cappuccino</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hiya hos and bros.  This week's cookie (I know this blog is anything but "weekly"), is from yet another food-getting-place (not sure of the term) in Penn Station on my way home from work.  Primo! Cappuccino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Again it was a black and white cookie in labeless shrinkwrapped plastic, and the thought has occurred to me that this may just be the exact same brand of cookie as the one I had last week, distributed to all these places in Penn Station in one big swoop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I sat down to watch Alien 3.  I had never seen any of the Alien movies and recently made it a point to watch them all in order.  The first film, "Alien," is probably the most unique (naturally) and literally other worldly feeling.  It wasn't at all what I expected, being a very slow paced, subtle and effective mood piece.  "Aliens" ended up as what I originally imagined for the first film, being action driven, more "macho" and fast paced.  As I'm thinking of both films now though, I can barely remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; "Aliens" and remember almost everything about "Alien."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R5Js6vrwgPI/AAAAAAAAAgg/fi2l8gSfBNQ/s1600-h/Primo+alien1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R5Js6vrwgPI/AAAAAAAAAgg/fi2l8gSfBNQ/s400/Primo+alien1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157304279780851954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I liked both movies, though "Aliens" had incredibly annoying characters.  Mainly Bill Paxton.  "OH MAN!! WE'RE FUCKED, MAN!  THIS IS IT, MAN!"  Plus, the tough military chick who's got somethin' to prove!  I liked Lance Henrickson, pretty much perfectly cast as a morally ambiguous robot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R5Js7PrwgQI/AAAAAAAAAgo/unrwaafcSvI/s1600-h/Primo+alien2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R5Js7PrwgQI/AAAAAAAAAgo/unrwaafcSvI/s400/Primo+alien2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157304288370786562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Soooo I watched Alien 3.  I liked it, though after reading that David Fincher "disowns" it, maybe I'm not supposed to?  How does one approach a movie after knowing that?  I suppose you can choose to completely strip away all context, all IMDB trivia, all back story, and just watch the movie as it's own universe.  It's not easy though, knowing the scene you're watching was against the director's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; wishes, or the killing of major characters were only due to actor's availability.   Should these fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; factoids be ignored?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R5Js7frwgRI/AAAAAAAAAgw/gMt_n7gake0/s1600-h/Primo+alien3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R5Js7frwgRI/AAAAAAAAAgw/gMt_n7gake0/s400/Primo+alien3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157304292665753874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, I liked the movie.  I thought the supporting characters this go around were more interesting, and I was fascinated by the wealth of back story designated to this strange prison planet (was the WHOLE planet a prison?  Or just this one building?)  I also liked that in THIS movie, the Alien was a hybrid dog/alien.  Cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, the COOKIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R5JsTfrwgJI/AAAAAAAAAfw/IobCtOs0sns/s1600-h/Primo+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R5JsTfrwgJI/AAAAAAAAAfw/IobCtOs0sns/s400/Primo+1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157303605470986386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R5JsUPrwgKI/AAAAAAAAAf4/c0V5JAyQ-vU/s1600-h/Primo+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R5JsUPrwgKI/AAAAAAAAAf4/c0V5JAyQ-vU/s400/Primo+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157303618355888290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't explain what it is, but I always have a thing for cookies that have that sexy little strand of hair going down on it's face.  It's hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cookie had sat around for days, but was still soft.  Way to go!  I'm proud of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I bit the vanilla side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R5JsUvrwgLI/AAAAAAAAAgA/qwEmwpIxC6o/s1600-h/Primo+3+vanila.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R5JsUvrwgLI/AAAAAAAAAgA/qwEmwpIxC6o/s400/Primo+3+vanila.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157303626945822898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not great.  Very strong and sugary, a bit tough.  It proved to be difficult to finish the vanilla side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I tried the chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R5JsVfrwgNI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/HgCdnnT_sa4/s1600-h/Primo+4+vanilla.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R5JsVfrwgNI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/HgCdnnT_sa4/s400/Primo+4+vanilla.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157303639830724818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Very soft, very dark tasting.  A bit fudgey.  I would even say "YUMMY" if I was forced to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vanilla and chocolate together worked great, and made the vanilla taste better for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R5JsVPrwgMI/AAAAAAAAAgI/DMYQy2cnDu4/s1600-h/Primo+4+half.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R5JsVPrwgMI/AAAAAAAAAgI/DMYQy2cnDu4/s400/Primo+4+half.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157303635535757506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R5Js6frwgOI/AAAAAAAAAgY/afsnA4p-e1o/s1600-h/Primo+5+crumbs.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R5Js6frwgOI/AAAAAAAAAgY/afsnA4p-e1o/s400/Primo+5+crumbs.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157304275485884642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The cake smelled like Wonder Bread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R5Js7_rwgSI/AAAAAAAAAg4/y2bDS45y2DE/s1600-h/Primo+me+and+milk.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R5Js7_rwgSI/AAAAAAAAAg4/y2bDS45y2DE/s400/Primo+me+and+milk.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157304301255688482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dear Diary, today I put milk on my head and took a picture of myself at 2 AM because I am lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jordan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38037358-321478601571264161?l=blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/feeds/321478601571264161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38037358&amp;postID=321478601571264161&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/321478601571264161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/321478601571264161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/2008/01/primo-cappuccino.html' title='Primo! Cappuccino'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R5Js6vrwgPI/AAAAAAAAAgg/fi2l8gSfBNQ/s72-c/Primo+alien1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-4121908602052614622</id><published>2007-12-25T20:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T19:35:12.017-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Le Bon Cafe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today's cookie review is from Le Bon Cafe in Penn Station, NYC.  Every day when I'm pushed home from work, I take the 5:38 pm train from Penn Station.  It's becoming so routine that I recognize all the people that take the very same train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's Beardy and Weirdy, a couple (one guy with a really long beard, and a hipster crazy eyed girl who is always with him.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then there's Cute Girl of Indeterminate age (I can't tell if she's 15 or 20, but she's cute, and she&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; looks like she may not even speak english, or maybe she does?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And then there's big fat guy who is always asleep wearing headphones, presumably a subliminal hypnosis weight loss tape playing.  I'm assuming none of these people are aware of this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There's also Jewish Guy Who Is Always On Cellphone.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; He wears a Yamaka.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He's always running onto the train at full speed and looks really stressed out.  Probably from having to be Jewish all the time (I'm only Jewish like once a year, and lately not even.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but not least is Unbelievably Hot Girl.  OK, I only saw her once, but she's worth a mention.  I literally did a double take as I stood up from my seat to leave and saw her.  She looked like she&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; came from another dimension.  Why does she even need a train?  I always imagine people who are that hot don't need to be transported, they can somehow just appear wherever they want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well anyway, I went into a little place called Le Bon Cafe, and saw they had shrinkwrapped black and white cookies.  For those who don't know German, Le means "His", Bon means "ugly", and "Cafe" means "butt."  Despite the name, the cookies looked good, and they felt soft and fresh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I had left the cookie in my cookiebag (or, my "bookbag") for 2 days, and in the process it became smushed, the vanilla icing being lifted off the cake and sticking to the wrapping.  HOWEVER, this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; was entirely different than the last cookie I ate, who's rock hard icing I was able to pop off the cake like a lid on a pringles can.  This new cookie's icing came off because it was moist, vulnerable and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; sticky (JUST HOW I LIKE EM, WINK WINK!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R3G_PPrwgCI/AAAAAAAAAe4/aPhItiywJ0E/s1600-h/LeBonCafe+01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R3G_PPrwgCI/AAAAAAAAAe4/aPhItiywJ0E/s400/LeBonCafe+01.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148106117690196002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R3G_PvrwgEI/AAAAAAAAAfI/Uzyv7AjpNeo/s1600-h/LeBonCafe+03.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R3G_PvrwgEI/AAAAAAAAAfI/Uzyv7AjpNeo/s400/LeBonCafe+03.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148106126280130626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R3G_P_rwgFI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/9t-qJfvl1sk/s1600-h/LeBonCafe+04.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R3G_P_rwgFI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/9t-qJfvl1sk/s400/LeBonCafe+04.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148106130575097938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R3G_QPrwgGI/AAAAAAAAAfY/1N9T3DS6deU/s1600-h/LeBonCafe+05.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R3G_QPrwgGI/AAAAAAAAAfY/1N9T3DS6deU/s400/LeBonCafe+05.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148106134870065250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R3G-w_rwf9I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/-j-9gpbHDho/s1600-h/LeBonCafe+06+shock.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R3G-w_rwf9I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/-j-9gpbHDho/s400/LeBonCafe+06+shock.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148105597999153106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R3G-xPrwf-I/AAAAAAAAAeY/k56zSbgcDYE/s1600-h/LeBonCafe+07+shock.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R3G-xPrwf-I/AAAAAAAAAeY/k56zSbgcDYE/s400/LeBonCafe+07+shock.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148105602294120418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I plopped myself down and checked this shit out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmm.  The vanilla side was very good, just as I figured it would be.  I was able to peel it off the wrapping and slap it back on the cookie.  It was chewy and had a real natural vanilla taste, not too sugary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WATCH OUT!  HERE I COME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R3G_yvrwgHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nNc-_ZEj4ow/s1600-h/LeBonCafe+11+teeth.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R3G_yvrwgHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nNc-_ZEj4ow/s400/LeBonCafe+11+teeth.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148106727575552114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sorry about that, everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I tried the chocolate side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much the same.  Very good and fresh, chewy.  I enjoyed eating it more than the vanilla side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R3G-xfrwgAI/AAAAAAAAAeo/X3LOC7wb5fc/s1600-h/LeBonCafe+09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R3G-xfrwgAI/AAAAAAAAAeo/X3LOC7wb5fc/s400/LeBonCafe+09.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148105606589087746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You can tell from this picture that the chocolate was very fudgey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R3G-xvrwgBI/AAAAAAAAAew/Kl7MUAJt2z4/s1600-h/LeBonCafe+10+fudge.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R3G-xvrwgBI/AAAAAAAAAew/Kl7MUAJt2z4/s400/LeBonCafe+10+fudge.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148105610884055058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My only criticism is that the cake was virtually tasteless.  I tried eating some of it by itself and it had no discernible flavor, unlike some of the strong lemony flavors I'd taste in other cookies.  It was still decent, but a really strong cake flavor would have put this cookie OVER THE TOP!  OVER THE TOP, JERRY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R3G_y_rwgII/AAAAAAAAAfo/QmovBQEBQwM/s1600-h/LeBonCafe+12+milk.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R3G_y_rwgII/AAAAAAAAAfo/QmovBQEBQwM/s400/LeBonCafe+12+milk.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148106731870519426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That's actually a picture of me draining milk INTO the glass.  I don't know where it comes from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jordan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38037358-4121908602052614622?l=blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/feeds/4121908602052614622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38037358&amp;postID=4121908602052614622&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/4121908602052614622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/4121908602052614622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/2007/12/le-bon-cafe.html' title='Le Bon Cafe'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R3G_PPrwgCI/AAAAAAAAAe4/aPhItiywJ0E/s72-c/LeBonCafe+01.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-2599424945016279538</id><published>2007-12-19T23:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T00:23:27.785-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot and Tasty</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello Cookie Crew!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Union Turnpike.  This rounded corner that merges Kew Gardens road into Queens Blvd is where I've emerged from the F and E train most of my life.  I definitely have a love/hate relationship with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; this particular area.  Some days I'm so sick of it, I never want to come out of that subway again.  Bu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;t it's hard to not be nostalgic, though is it possible to be nostalgic for something I still pass by every&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; single day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One of the less consistent things about this area has been what business actually takes shop on this corner.  For a long time it was a Nathan's.  Then a few years ago it became a "Hot and Tasty" bakery, with pizza I have no interest in trying, as an incredibly great pizza place (La Rondine) is only a few feet away.  Besides my theory is, if pizza isn't a place's primary concern or reason for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; being (i.e. a bakery also having some pizza too if people want it maybe!) then it can't be too good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I took a drive over to buy a black and white cookie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Check me out in my car.  I'm an adult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R2n3zvrwfpI/AAAAAAAAAbw/K9vXkUVfoAI/s1600-h/Hot+and+Tasty+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R2n3zvrwfpI/AAAAAAAAAbw/K9vXkUVfoAI/s400/Hot+and+Tasty+1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145916517592891026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R2n30_rwfsI/AAAAAAAAAcI/BJclmevpYxA/s1600-h/Hot+and+Tasty+4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R2n30_rwfsI/AAAAAAAAAcI/BJclmevpYxA/s400/Hot+and+Tasty+4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145916539067727554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here was their display.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R2n30PrwfqI/AAAAAAAAAb4/bQj_yvQH2oE/s1600-h/Hot+and+Tasty+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R2n30PrwfqI/AAAAAAAAAb4/bQj_yvQH2oE/s400/Hot+and+Tasty+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145916526182825634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And look, some cute chocolate rats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R2n30frwfrI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2_34ObRcJ4M/s1600-h/Hot+and+Tasty+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R2n30frwfrI/AAAAAAAAAcA/2_34ObRcJ4M/s400/Hot+and+Tasty+3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145916530477792946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's funny for a city to chocolatize it's flaws, like it's rat problem.  Let's see some chocolate bad traffic too!  And chocolate homeless.  FREAKIN' CHOCOLATE GULIANI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I wasn't able to eat the cookie until a few hous later, and it wasn't shrinkwrapped or anything.  I'm not sure if it became stale or was ALREADY stale, but when I bit into it, it was....INCREDIBLY STALE.  Rock hard and completely and wholeheartedly unpleasant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R2n31PrwftI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/Kbc90TDCecY/s1600-h/Hot+and+Tasty+5+cookie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R2n31PrwftI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/Kbc90TDCecY/s400/Hot+and+Tasty+5+cookie.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145916543362694866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R2n4RPrwfuI/AAAAAAAAAcY/vek94bEKUsU/s1600-h/Hot+and+Tasty+6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R2n4RPrwfuI/AAAAAAAAAcY/vek94bEKUsU/s400/Hot+and+Tasty+6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145917024399032034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;NO COMMENT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bit into the vanilla.  The vanilla icing FELL OFF in my mouth.  You hear me?  Is anybody listening to this?  The vanilla actually SEPARATED from the cookie in my mouth, as if they were just barely hanging on to each other in the first place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R2n4SPrwfxI/AAAAAAAAAcw/JJ8pJqnzueo/s1600-h/Hot+and+Tasty+9+icing.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R2n4SPrwfxI/AAAAAAAAAcw/JJ8pJqnzueo/s400/Hot+and+Tasty+9+icing.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145917041578901266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R2n4SvrwfyI/AAAAAAAAAc4/MxzVuctw5_s/s1600-h/Hot+and+Tasty+10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R2n4SvrwfyI/AAAAAAAAAc4/MxzVuctw5_s/s400/Hot+and+Tasty+10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145917050168835874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was good though.  The vanilla.  Kind of sugary and "nice" as I wrote in my notes (it's been a few days since eating, I'm sorry but my memory isn't so good right now.)  The actual cake was pretty crappy but I enjoyed peeling off the vanilla and eating it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R2n4RvrwfvI/AAAAAAAAAcg/vlkSfCutIqs/s1600-h/Hot+and+Tasty+7+bites.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R2n4RvrwfvI/AAAAAAAAAcg/vlkSfCutIqs/s400/Hot+and+Tasty+7+bites.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145917032988966642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Next I tried the chocolate.  It managed to hang together with the cookie but it wasn't very goo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;d.  It tasted like really cheap chocolate.  Like Choczel's brand chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R2n7wvrwf3I/AAAAAAAAAdg/F3YPWxRDXNs/s1600-h/ToadAlly-Choczels.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R2n7wvrwf3I/AAAAAAAAAdg/F3YPWxRDXNs/s400/ToadAlly-Choczels.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145920864099794802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Like when you buy some really cheap weird brand of candy you've never seen before, and at first bite it tastes good, then after a few bites you go "ohhh, now I see.  This sucks."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R2n4R_rwfwI/AAAAAAAAAco/CPGhOoxTNRg/s1600-h/Hot+and+Tasty+8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R2n4R_rwfwI/AAAAAAAAAco/CPGhOoxTNRg/s400/Hot+and+Tasty+8.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145917037283933954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something that MAY be of interest is that the vanilla icing actually had chocolate icing UNDER it.  aaaaaaHA!!!  I was already suspicious when the vanilla fell right off, but it seems that it was actually hiding what may have been a FULLY CHOCOLATE COOKIE that had some vanilla slopped on top of it like a cheap paint job on a shitty car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R2n4zfrwf0I/AAAAAAAAAdI/oC1yxhNR--w/s1600-h/Hot+and+Tasty+12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R2n4zfrwf0I/AAAAAAAAAdI/oC1yxhNR--w/s400/Hot+and+Tasty+12.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145917612809551682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, I could barely finish this thing.  I don't know if the cookies are always stale and crappy or if I had some bad luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R2n4zvrwf1I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/ID1sY-ibGOY/s1600-h/Hot+and+Tasty+13+crumbs.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R2n4zvrwf1I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/ID1sY-ibGOY/s400/Hot+and+Tasty+13+crumbs.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145917617104518994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I would bet most of the cookies I review probably taste wildly different from night to night.  But that would imply this blog is a completely useless waste of time, and of course, that would be crazy!??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R2n4z_rwf2I/AAAAAAAAAdY/HHPyzLa6DJ0/s1600-h/Hot+and+Tasty+14+me.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R2n4z_rwf2I/AAAAAAAAAdY/HHPyzLa6DJ0/s400/Hot+and+Tasty+14+me.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145917621399486306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I've gotta go not go to sleep, then wake up exhausted, then be tired all day at work, then come home, and not go to sleep again, and etc, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jordan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38037358-2599424945016279538?l=blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/feeds/2599424945016279538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38037358&amp;postID=2599424945016279538&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/2599424945016279538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/2599424945016279538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/2007/12/hot-and-tasty.html' title='Hot and Tasty'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R2n3zvrwfpI/AAAAAAAAAbw/K9vXkUVfoAI/s72-c/Hot+and+Tasty+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-4414747602095202870</id><published>2007-12-10T00:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T00:32:05.102-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Star Cafe</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nYeyKTqVllw&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nYeyKTqVllw&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38037358-4414747602095202870?l=blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/feeds/4414747602095202870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38037358&amp;postID=4414747602095202870&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/4414747602095202870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/4414747602095202870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/2007/12/new-star-cafe.html' title='New Star Cafe'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-6746424710814281779</id><published>2007-12-02T16:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T16:45:24.909-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where have I been and Why haven't I been eating cookies?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've been very busy with work, and have not had the luxury to go out of my way to find new cookies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Not that I haven't checked -- every time I pass a grocery store I look in to see if there is a brand I haven't reviewed yet.  EVERY time.  And every time I see Joey's, Allison's Entenmann's, Muffins n' Stuff, etc, etc.  All the brands I've already done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Currently  I am incredibly sick with some sort of cold and haven't left my house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I promise I WILL update this blog soon, when I have ONE GOD DAMN SECOND.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ok bye bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R1MnQIM04kI/AAAAAAAAAbo/6r_FJk5g9bc/s1600-R/aauuughsmall.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R1MnQIM04kI/AAAAAAAAAbo/IZW0pVkwg50/s400/aauuughsmall.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139494757792539202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-Jordan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38037358-6746424710814281779?l=blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/feeds/6746424710814281779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38037358&amp;postID=6746424710814281779&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/6746424710814281779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/6746424710814281779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/2007/12/where-have-i-been-and-why-havent-i-been.html' title='Where have I been and Why haven&apos;t I been eating cookies?'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/R1MnQIM04kI/AAAAAAAAAbo/IZW0pVkwg50/s72-c/aauuughsmall.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-5143331699422761502</id><published>2007-09-27T22:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T00:06:59.062-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Amici 519 8th Avenue</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A new day job, and about a ton of new grocery stores, delis, bakeries around where I work to look for Black and White Cookies.  On the way to the subway, I stopped into RANDOM DELI-BAKERY-GROCERY-STORE-PLACE-THAT-ALSO-HAS-PIZZA (there's like 100 of them around their) called "Amici" and saw a "brand" (?) of Black and White Cookies.  Just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; shrinkwrapped with a price label on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rvx5ys7QwEI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mEJFl7U5-qA/s1600-h/Amici+12+-cookie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rvx5ys7QwEI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mEJFl7U5-qA/s400/Amici+12+-cookie.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115097188746182722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder where these come from?  I've always had this sinking feeling that I am unknowingly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; reviewing the exact same black and white cookies (when they aren't brand names), like they all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; pretty much come from the same place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I bought this nameless cookie and managed to find time during the week (which is very difficult now) to eat it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I thought it would be fun to take a tour of my journey to eating cookies!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;First I am sitting in my chair in front of my computer.  I get hungry and realize I'm not eating cookies at the moment.  Something must be done!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So I go towards my door!  So the door hasn't been touched since I was 12 or so.  That's a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Radioactive Man Meets Bartman poster, with bird poop all over it (my bird sits on top of the door all the time), and also Beavis and Butt-head stickets and Halloween cartoon stickers, an Addams Family bumper sticker, Superman, Batman, Ghost Rider, and Wolverine stickers.  On the other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; side is a Kids in the Hall Braincandy poster, a They Might Be Giants sticker, 2 props from one of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; my student films (the fake dollar bill and the Knife Job Application), and a penny I scotchta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ped to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; my wall for reasons that are only my own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rvx6lc7QwII/AAAAAAAAAas/p0oPGjR93Zw/s1600-h/Amici+01+-+door.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rvx6lc7QwII/AAAAAAAAAas/p0oPGjR93Zw/s400/Amici+01+-+door.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115098060624543874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Look down the stairs!  Inviting?  Hey I like this picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rvx6_M7QwKI/AAAAAAAAAa4/f6dP1twRz2A/s1600-h/Amici+03+-+stairs.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rvx6_M7QwKI/AAAAAAAAAa4/f6dP1twRz2A/s400/Amici+03+-+stairs.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115098503006175394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This leads to the LIVING room.  You can see a big comfy chair, and a big comfy TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rvx6_s7QwLI/AAAAAAAAAbA/PtWzWKhr19k/s1600-h/Amici+04+-+livingroom.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rvx6_s7QwLI/AAAAAAAAAbA/PtWzWKhr19k/s400/Amici+04+-+livingroom.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115098511596110002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then I look in the mirror and hate myself.  NEXT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rvx7AM7QwMI/AAAAAAAAAbI/1BT9VjxLz8s/s1600-h/Amici+05+-+me.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rvx7AM7QwMI/AAAAAAAAAbI/1BT9VjxLz8s/s400/Amici+05+-+me.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115098520186044610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I walk through the dining room to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rvx7Ac7QwNI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/s0dbU0k2yFo/s1600-h/Amici+06+-+dining.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rvx7Ac7QwNI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/s0dbU0k2yFo/s400/Amici+06+-+dining.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115098524481011922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;THE KITCHEN.  Source of both pain and pleasures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rvx7A87QwOI/AAAAAAAAAbY/IO5edebili0/s1600-h/Amici+07+-+kitchen.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rvx7A87QwOI/AAAAAAAAAbY/IO5edebili0/s400/Amici+07+-+kitchen.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115098533070946530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The refridgerizer is opened so I can get some milk.  Next to milk is whip cream.  Hopefully I won't be too tired and mix up which one I take.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rvx7Lc7QwPI/AAAAAAAAAbg/NPNVoSqcbuA/s1600-h/Amici+08+-+fridge.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rvx7Lc7QwPI/AAAAAAAAAbg/NPNVoSqcbuA/s400/Amici+08+-+fridge.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115098713459572978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then I take a glass.  Shit, they're all upside down.  How am I gonna pour the milk in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rvx51s7QwHI/AAAAAAAAAak/vut52lF6IZg/s1600-h/Amici+09+-+glasses.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rvx51s7QwHI/AAAAAAAAAak/vut52lF6IZg/s400/Amici+09+-+glasses.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115097240285790322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then I go through the "junk" drawer and take some Oreos and Pretzel Fish, because eating a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; giant chocolate and vanilla cookie isn't satisfying enough for a disgusting diarrhea factory like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rvx5087QwGI/AAAAAAAAAac/Vv4zZMt7s8M/s1600-h/Amici+10+-+oreos.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rvx5087QwGI/AAAAAAAAAac/Vv4zZMt7s8M/s400/Amici+10+-+oreos.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115097227400888418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then I look at myself again and feel sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rvx5zs7QwFI/AAAAAAAAAaU/_A_QNHVBP4Q/s1600-h/Amici+11+-+me.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rvx5zs7QwFI/AAAAAAAAAaU/_A_QNHVBP4Q/s400/Amici+11+-+me.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115097205926051922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK so I finally sit down, and I bite the cookie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rvx5xs7QwDI/AAAAAAAAAaE/ptbOETiK1mg/s1600-h/Amici+13+-+cookie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rvx5xs7QwDI/AAAAAAAAAaE/ptbOETiK1mg/s400/Amici+13+-+cookie.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115097171566313522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god.  I'm not gonna lie, I have 5 different sets of notes from cookies I've eaten for this blog, and I don't remember which one is this cookie.  I feel like a slob.  This was eaten a week ago.  I'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; such a fucking moron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I think I found the right piece of paper (i write these notes on scraps of paper) on my floor.  Ah, yes, this is the one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vanilla -- it tasted weird.  Kind of like a butter cookie.  Very very buttery and different.  Not great, but buy it anyway, cause it's a cookie don't ya know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rvx5K87QwCI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/Qn5ZEjynH9s/s1600-h/Amici+14+-+half.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rvx5K87QwCI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/Qn5ZEjynH9s/s400/Amici+14+-+half.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115096505846382626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Chocolate - it was good, king of like chocolate ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could barely finish it.  My appetite isn't what it used to be now that my schedule is all different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rvx4k87QwBI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/mKMilT3WOZQ/s1600-h/Amici+15+-+crumbs.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rvx4k87QwBI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/mKMilT3WOZQ/s400/Amici+15+-+crumbs.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115095853011353618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was finishing up the last few bites...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But holy...what the...??  Barbecue sauce??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I taste BARBECUE SAUCE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rvx3p87Qv_I/AAAAAAAAAZk/CNxJipicD2E/s1600-h/Amici+barbq.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rvx3p87Qv_I/AAAAAAAAAZk/CNxJipicD2E/s400/Amici+barbq.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115094839399071730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What more can be said?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling asleep anyway.  No more 4 AM cookie blogs.  I'm on an unfathomably shockingly awfully exhaustingly early schedule now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rvx4F87QwAI/AAAAAAAAAZs/DmPX73VS0zE/s1600-h/Amici+16+-+sleep.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rvx4F87QwAI/AAAAAAAAAZs/DmPX73VS0zE/s400/Amici+16+-+sleep.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115095320435408898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-Jordan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38037358-5143331699422761502?l=blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/feeds/5143331699422761502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38037358&amp;postID=5143331699422761502&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/5143331699422761502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/5143331699422761502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/2007/09/amici-519-8th-avenue.html' title='Amici 519 8th Avenue'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rvx5ys7QwEI/AAAAAAAAAaM/mEJFl7U5-qA/s72-c/Amici+12+-cookie.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-319869271550903718</id><published>2007-09-09T18:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T19:53:58.079-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fame Diner</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fame Diner on Union Turnpike is one of my favorite diners for a few reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. Free cookies by the register to grab on your way out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Good jukebox with Violent Femmes first album and also the Pulp Fiction Soundtrack.  Something particularly funny would be to play the profanity filled dialogue tracks (interspersed throughout the CD with the music) for every booth to hear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3.  Baked apples.  Only diner near me that has them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Far enough away from my house to feel like I'm actually "out."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So the other night me and my friend Dave went..."out"...to Fame diner.  For the first time they had Black and White Cookies.  I didn't eat the one I bought for several days, so it may have gone a bit stale, which I'll try to keep in mind when reviewing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RuSFjzVk4QI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Qm8P6Ag4Eck/s1600-h/Fame.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RuSFjzVk4QI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Qm8P6Ag4Eck/s400/Fame.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108354727467606274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh my god! While googling Fame Diner for some images I found this review:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;horrible diner, dirty,nasty clientle,somebody always arguing with the cashier, who yells. Almost always trash beneath the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wow!  I never had this experience at Fame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I unwrapped the cookie and bit the vanilla side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RuSEyjVk4KI/AAAAAAAAAYs/UWsJqnareZE/s1600-h/Fame+bites.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RuSEyjVk4KI/AAAAAAAAAYs/UWsJqnareZE/s400/Fame+bites.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108353881359048866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ah!  The cake was more like an actual COOKIE than cake.  Could this actually be a real black and white COOKIE?  It was a bit tough, (stale?), and tasted just like the free cookies at the register.  The vanilla had a bright, tasty flavor, but honestly there was so much cake that it was hard to register.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RuSE5DVk4LI/AAAAAAAAAY0/an63xBEzPpk/s1600-h/Fame+cake.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RuSE5DVk4LI/AAAAAAAAAY0/an63xBEzPpk/s400/Fame+cake.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108353993028198578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I bit the chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing.  I taste nothing but cake.  I could not describe the chocolate.  This was all about the cookie, and the icing was a subtle decoration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While this may not sound good, I enjoyed the cookie and it tasted better than when the icing is too strong or sugary or thick.  It was a bit dry (stale?), and as you can see I had to carve out giant chunks of cake in order to make it through the meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RuSFQTVk4OI/AAAAAAAAAZM/6INzivITb7I/s1600-h/Fame+crumbs.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RuSFQTVk4OI/AAAAAAAAAZM/6INzivITb7I/s400/Fame+crumbs.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108354392460157154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RuSFIDVk4NI/AAAAAAAAAZE/y28crxQ4MAw/s1600-h/Fame+crumbs2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RuSFIDVk4NI/AAAAAAAAAZE/y28crxQ4MAw/s400/Fame+crumbs2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108354250726236370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN OTHER BLACK AND WHITE NEWS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelloggs has released Vanilla and Coco Krispies, or "CocoNilla Krispies."  For anyone who doesn't know me, I pretty much eat Coco Krispies every day for breakfast and have done so since I was in elementary school.  I was excited about this...black and white cookie-like, and a new twist on a huge part of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RuSFAjVk4MI/AAAAAAAAAY8/cZa8mhcPM6Q/s1600-h/Fame+CocoKrispies.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RuSFAjVk4MI/AAAAAAAAAY8/cZa8mhcPM6Q/s400/Fame+CocoKrispies.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108354121877217474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There's my bird Bob next to the box!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehhhhhhh.  Basically the vanilla drowns out the chocolatey taste, and the chocolate drowns out the vanilla, and this cereal tastes like nothing.  I assumed it would be one of the best cereals I've ever had and I'm extremely disappointed.  I'm trying to get through the box so I can go back to my old standard.  It seems like it gets soggy really quickly and is nowhere near as addictive as regular Coco Krispies.  Sorry everybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RuSFYzVk4PI/AAAAAAAAAZU/QdiGQfp-ap4/s1600-h/Fame+end.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RuSFYzVk4PI/AAAAAAAAAZU/QdiGQfp-ap4/s400/Fame+end.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108354538489045234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jordan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38037358-319869271550903718?l=blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/feeds/319869271550903718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38037358&amp;postID=319869271550903718&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/319869271550903718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/319869271550903718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/2007/09/fame-diner.html' title='Fame Diner'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RuSFjzVk4QI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Qm8P6Ag4Eck/s72-c/Fame.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-3694388030596662959</id><published>2007-08-22T00:57:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T02:14:32.668-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So I was putting up fliers for "DRUMMER WANTED" (any drummers out there?) and I proceeded to walk into a nameless grocery store around Thompson street in the lower west side.  I see Black and White Cookies with an oddly small plain white label on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The brand name is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Master Baker Black and White Cookie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RsvEahdWXwI/AAAAAAAAAYk/CPo4PaVXDP4/s1600-h/MasterBaker.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RsvEahdWXwI/AAAAAAAAAYk/CPo4PaVXDP4/s400/MasterBaker.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101386962864332546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ahhhh what are you doing to me.  Well, here we go....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This cookie was masterbaked very well.  In fact, they must masterbake a lot!  I can see it now, just masterbaking all day and night.  Or maybe they masterbake once in the morning and then at night?  Maybe they sneak in a little masterbaking during the day, when everyone is at work?  Some people think masterbaking is unwholesome, or wrong, but how else besides masterbaking can you get out such a good product?  This filthy masterbaker has MY respect, anyway.  Since I haven't had a girlfriend in a year, I know i should be doing a lot masterbaking (see...because i usually go out to eat when I have a girlfriend...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I tried the vanilla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RsvD-BdWXvI/AAAAAAAAAYc/ggVOUbVHkJE/s1600-h/Masterbaker+vanilla.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RsvD-BdWXvI/AAAAAAAAAYc/ggVOUbVHkJE/s400/Masterbaker+vanilla.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101386473238060786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It was incredibly soft!  Masterbaked with care!  The vanilla was like from a delicious cupcake.  They must have practiced masterbaking a lot to know how to make such good vanilla frosting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I bit the chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RsvClxdWXsI/AAAAAAAAAYE/lAKMMMMwb4U/s1600-h/Masterbaker+choc.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RsvClxdWXsI/AAAAAAAAAYE/lAKMMMMwb4U/s400/Masterbaker+choc.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101384957114605250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The chocolate was even softer.  Kind of generic tasting but I ate it up fast!  The cake also tasted very very good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However something struck me as strange...each time I put the cookie to my mouth to eat, I smelled something weird and gross.  I checked, it was not my hands.  It was definitely the cookie.  It tasted kind of like...well...maybe someone masterbaked and forgot to wash their hands.  It smelled kind of sweaty and weird.  This actually upset me because I fully endorse this cookie, it was one of the best I've had in a long while, and yet the smell really turned me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OTHER NEWS:  Oreos have released this delightful and ha-ha playful variation on their cookie - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RsvDURdWXuI/AAAAAAAAAYU/ErvgyYvnqEw/s1600-h/Masterbaker+oreos.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RsvDURdWXuI/AAAAAAAAAYU/ErvgyYvnqEw/s400/Masterbaker+oreos.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101385755978522338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;They are long oval shaped Oreo cookies with INSTRUCTIONS and measurements for dunking (i.e. "1/2 full, 3/4 full")  You can bet I dunked that shit all night.  SLAM dunked.  This MAY have been the funnest I've had eating a cookie, or maybe ever, in my life, ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I learned that when you "masterbake" a cookie, it comes out GREAT, but smells BAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RsvC8hdWXtI/AAAAAAAAAYM/G-MjsURiUHI/s1600-h/Masterbaker+funny.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RsvC8hdWXtI/AAAAAAAAAYM/G-MjsURiUHI/s400/Masterbaker+funny.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101385347956629202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;masturbate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jordan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38037358-3694388030596662959?l=blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/feeds/3694388030596662959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38037358&amp;postID=3694388030596662959&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/3694388030596662959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/3694388030596662959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/2007/08/so-i-was-putting-up-fliers-for-drummer.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RsvEahdWXwI/AAAAAAAAAYk/CPo4PaVXDP4/s72-c/MasterBaker.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-4715145726864202210</id><published>2007-08-01T18:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T19:40:35.952-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Junior's Bakery</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RrEZbiJqFUI/AAAAAAAAAX8/dvWsgDVsfVQ/s1600-h/Junior%27s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RrEZbiJqFUI/AAAAAAAAAX8/dvWsgDVsfVQ/s400/Junior%27s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093880614347216194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cheesecake, cheesecake, cheesecake!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Me and my friends once got lost for over an hour in Brooklyn trying to remember where Junior's Bakery is, just to sit down in the bright and colorful room (with crayons on the table!) and eat a big juicy moist slice of crazy cheesecake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my temp job last week (that I was...fired from?? I'm not sure, but I was told not to come in THIS week...) I stopped over at a small division of Junior's and noticed they had small boxes of Black and White Cookies in the window. OUCH, they were around $16.00 each. I asked them if&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; they sold single cookies, and they did!  As I was paying, one of the girls working there dropped a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; box and orange juice started spilling all over the floor.  The guy behind the counter looked at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; and rolled his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I brought the cookie back to my office and took some miserable pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RrEWrCJqFQI/AAAAAAAAAXc/N80tffabjSA/s1600-h/Juniors+2+me.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RrEWrCJqFQI/AAAAAAAAAXc/N80tffabjSA/s400/Juniors+2+me.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093877582100305154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RrEWhiJqFPI/AAAAAAAAAXU/whvAIh0uxG4/s1600-h/Juniors+3+me.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RrEWhiJqFPI/AAAAAAAAAXU/whvAIh0uxG4/s400/Juniors+3+me.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093877418891547890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RrEWZSJqFOI/AAAAAAAAAXM/PMSHGg5q9ig/s1600-h/Juniors+4+me+and+cookie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RrEWZSJqFOI/AAAAAAAAAXM/PMSHGg5q9ig/s400/Juniors+4+me+and+cookie.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093877277157627106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RrEWRiJqFNI/AAAAAAAAAXE/WT2R5_487_U/s1600-h/Juniors+5+screen.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RrEWRiJqFNI/AAAAAAAAAXE/WT2R5_487_U/s400/Juniors+5+screen.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093877144013640914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The wallpaper on the computer screen in front of me.  Eugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RrEWJCJqFMI/AAAAAAAAAW8/oz795s7BKb8/s1600-h/Juniors+6+doodles.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RrEWJCJqFMI/AAAAAAAAAW8/oz795s7BKb8/s400/Juniors+6+doodles.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093876997984752834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Doodles on the notes I had to take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cut to one week later, I'm at home, ready to CHECK it OUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RrEV-SJqFLI/AAAAAAAAAW0/1WogQGePpZM/s1600-h/Juniors+7+cookie+plate.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RrEV-SJqFLI/AAAAAAAAAW0/1WogQGePpZM/s400/Juniors+7+cookie+plate.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093876813301159090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;First I tried the Vanilla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RrEVNSJqFKI/AAAAAAAAAWs/QqrZq0N9m-w/s1600-h/Juniors+8+vanilla.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RrEVNSJqFKI/AAAAAAAAAWs/QqrZq0N9m-w/s400/Juniors+8+vanilla.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093875971487569058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chomp.  Ow.  Hard.  Sugary.  Not terribly bad, but I was expecting something richer and...OK, I WAS EXPECTING IT TO TASTE LIKE CHEESECAKE.  DAMMIT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then I tried the chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RrEVGiJqFJI/AAAAAAAAAWk/dTGizuDt4Ek/s1600-h/Juniors+9+choc.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RrEVGiJqFJI/AAAAAAAAAWk/dTGizuDt4Ek/s400/Juniors+9+choc.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093875855523452050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Hmm.  Really soft...but...something tastes...weird.  Ah, I know.  The chocolate tastes (and feels) like cupcake frosting.  But cheap cupcake frosting, like from an entenmann's box of Valentine's Day cupcakes.  Look at the sludgey fudget chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RrEU4SJqFII/AAAAAAAAAWc/8izxWLVwjdo/s1600-h/Juniors+10+icing.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RrEU4SJqFII/AAAAAAAAAWc/8izxWLVwjdo/s400/Juniors+10+icing.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093875610710316162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The cake was average.  Not great, but not bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cookie tasted the best when eating both sides at the same time, so II tried eating it like a hamburger (which I have never had.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RrEXYCJqFRI/AAAAAAAAAXk/gr_Xeny31Bs/s1600-h/Juniors+11+burger.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RrEXYCJqFRI/AAAAAAAAAXk/gr_Xeny31Bs/s400/Juniors+11+burger.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093878355194418450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RrEXtiJqFSI/AAAAAAAAAXs/8Od2MLwLGGo/s1600-h/Juniors+12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RrEXtiJqFSI/AAAAAAAAAXs/8Od2MLwLGGo/s400/Juniors+12.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093878724561605922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RrEX1iJqFTI/AAAAAAAAAX0/PAjtRSgobBU/s1600-h/Juniors+13+bite.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RrEX1iJqFTI/AAAAAAAAAX0/PAjtRSgobBU/s400/Juniors+13+bite.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093878862000559410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In the end, I could not finish the cookie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RrEUMiJqFHI/AAAAAAAAAWU/iGiyZQ4k8QQ/s1600-h/Juniors+16+unfinished.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RrEUMiJqFHI/AAAAAAAAAWU/iGiyZQ4k8QQ/s400/Juniors+16+unfinished.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093874859091039346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, I needed room for my big Bucket-O-Pretzels!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RrETqyJqFFI/AAAAAAAAAWE/0uLeCyQRnJE/s1600-h/Juniors+18+pretzels.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RrETqyJqFFI/AAAAAAAAAWE/0uLeCyQRnJE/s400/Juniors+18+pretzels.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093874279270454354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Thanks to Dave for the photos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jordan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38037358-4715145726864202210?l=blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/feeds/4715145726864202210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38037358&amp;postID=4715145726864202210&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/4715145726864202210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/4715145726864202210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/2007/08/juniors-bakery.html' title='Junior&apos;s Bakery'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RrEZbiJqFUI/AAAAAAAAAX8/dvWsgDVsfVQ/s72-c/Junior%27s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-544099560738174622</id><published>2007-07-25T23:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T23:50:01.491-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Donut Pub</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Years ago, me and my friends were walking west on 14th street in Manhattan, NY.  As we ventured towards the setting sun, we passed a quaint looking little place called --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Donut Pub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RqlnxCJqFDI/AAAAAAAAAV0/3Ok2KhTgswo/s1600-h/Donut+Pub+3+me.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RqlnxCJqFDI/AAAAAAAAAV0/3Ok2KhTgswo/s400/Donut+Pub+3+me.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091714945807684658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My memory is a bit fuzzy, but I recall (and I believe my friends will also, if you should ask them --&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; contact me for their e-mails) myself exploding with excitement, literally exclaiming "oh my god!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; and running inside the cozy and delicious smelling eatery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What we found was literally a pub with donuts instead of drinks.  The only place to sit is along the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; counter, the only thing behind the counter are donuts, and coffee machines.  The other customers included extremely old people, hugely obese people, and generally loud strange people (welcome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; to New Yawk!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was in love.  This was a special place.  Not fancy, not "hipster", not pretentious like some smarmy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Avenue A cafe, and not garish, soulless or gross either, like a McDonalds.  Just nice and plain and basic and yummified to your advantage!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The donuts were delicious.  We stayed there for a long time, absorbing the atmosphere and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; contemplating what other donuts to get, and if we had enough yet.  Contentment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;SOOOOOO last week I got a text from my friend &lt;a href="http://www.mattkoff.com"&gt;Matt&lt;/a&gt; (you two are well acquainted by now, right?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Just walked past the donut pub and saw bnw cookies in the window."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why hadn't I thought of it already???  Even though I fell in love with the Donut Pub, I was scarcely in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; the area of 14th and 7th ave, and in a way I didn't want to go their too many times, so it remained&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; "special" (something I had promised myself and ruined with Singa's pizza, a great chain of pizza that used to only be far away and for special occasions in Elmhurst, Queens, but starting last year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; opened up RIGHT DOWN MY BLOCK.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So while at my depressing temp job, which is making me want to kill myself, me and Matt texted each other our plans (21st century!) and met up after work.  First I went down to buy tickets for a They Might Be Giants show that ended up being sold out (err...woops...damn it.  Fuck.  Damn it I really wanted to go.)  Then, even more beaten down by life, I went up and waited outside the Pub.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hadn't eaten yet!  All day!  Not kidding -- from 9AM to 7pm, I did not eat.  I was DYING to have a black and white cookie.  I waited for Matt and in my hunger grabbed an OK slice of pizza from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; around the block.  I was still starving after eating it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Matt showed up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rqln6iJqFEI/AAAAAAAAAV8/2bojymaoS4A/s1600-h/Donut+Pub+2+matt.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rqln6iJqFEI/AAAAAAAAAV8/2bojymaoS4A/s400/Donut+Pub+2+matt.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091715109016441922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went inside!  Ahh, it's been too long!  TOO long!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You can imagine the rush of excitement.  Not only did they have black and white cookies -- they had black and white boston creme filled donuts, and...brace yourselves...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...you're not bracing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...seriously...you have to BRACE yourselves...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;for....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALL WHITE COOKIES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RqljsiJqFCI/AAAAAAAAAVs/HbdWv48I7f4/s1600-h/Donut+Pub+5+white.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RqljsiJqFCI/AAAAAAAAAVs/HbdWv48I7f4/s400/Donut+Pub+5+white.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091710470451762210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If only I had the appetite for 2 cookies, but I was too overwhelmed I could barely process those things.  I will go back and have one, I promise you this.  Surely the all black cookies were sold out...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both awkwardly asked for milk (half and half was offered...err, no, regular milk is fine.)   First I wanted to document Matt's gorging of the Boston Creme Black and White Contraption:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RqliSiJqFBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/BXUc7b9Eh2E/s1600-h/Donut+Pub+6+boston.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RqliSiJqFBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/BXUc7b9Eh2E/s400/Donut+Pub+6+boston.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091708924263535634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rqlg3SJqE_I/AAAAAAAAAVU/yTiY3370ZWk/s1600-h/Donut+Pub+8+chomp.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rqlg3SJqE_I/AAAAAAAAAVU/yTiY3370ZWk/s400/Donut+Pub+8+chomp.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091707356600472562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RqlgcSJqE-I/AAAAAAAAAVM/q9DBVcbvtAc/s1600-h/Donut+Pub+9+boston.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RqlgcSJqE-I/AAAAAAAAAVM/q9DBVcbvtAc/s400/Donut+Pub+9+boston.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091706892744004578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a big fan, the creme stuff freaks me out a bit.  Still, it looked soft and enticing (doesn't everybody?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now it was MY turn.  STEP ASIDE, KOFF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RqliAiJqFAI/AAAAAAAAAVc/YQYf8oV72ys/s1600-h/Donut+Pub+7+me.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RqliAiJqFAI/AAAAAAAAAVc/YQYf8oV72ys/s400/Donut+Pub+7+me.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091708615025890306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Picking up I noticed how floppy and soft it was.  Good sign.  I bit the vanilla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RqlgAiJqE9I/AAAAAAAAAVE/Hjw7pTlPO5Q/s1600-h/Donut+Pub+10+vanilla.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RqlgAiJqE9I/AAAAAAAAAVE/Hjw7pTlPO5Q/s400/Donut+Pub+10+vanilla.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091706416002634706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;WOW.  God damn amazing.  Donut Pub you have met and exceeded my expectations.  The icing was delicious, with a pure vanilla taste (but not obnoxiously sugary), and it was a chewy moist bite all around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RqlfsyJqE8I/AAAAAAAAAU8/_crpOgoKVbE/s1600-h/Donut+Pub+11+choc.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RqlfsyJqE8I/AAAAAAAAAU8/_crpOgoKVbE/s400/Donut+Pub+11+choc.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091706076700218306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Equally as good.  Here was something new -- The chocolate icing tasted like that of a frosted donut.  To use a universal comparison, like a Dunkin' Donuts Chocolate Frosted donut.  Actually for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; the record, Donut Pub donuts do taste very similar to Dunkin Donuts.  Which is also 5 stores down the block!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rqle_SJqE7I/AAAAAAAAAU0/sj3IyQMRxgA/s1600-h/Donut+Pub+12+plate.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rqle_SJqE7I/AAAAAAAAAU0/sj3IyQMRxgA/s400/Donut+Pub+12+plate.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091705295016170418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I ate the rest of the cookie so deliriously fast that I barely remember it.  It was so good.  I debated having a donut but me and Matt decided to leave once an old lady across the room started yelling about stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be a stranger, Donut Pub!  I WILL be back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RqleqCJqE6I/AAAAAAAAAUs/LMl1uA2w0to/s1600-h/Donut+Pub+13+us.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RqleqCJqE6I/AAAAAAAAAUs/LMl1uA2w0to/s400/Donut+Pub+13+us.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091704929943950242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Is that a camera glare or one of those all white cookies???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In BREAKING NEWS:  A new bakery has opened up near me, in Forest Hills.  My mom brought home a chocolate cupcake with OREO COOKIES N' CREAM icing.  It may have been the best thing I've ever tasted.  She also mentioned peanut butter icing cupcakes.  Do they have Black and White Cookies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jordan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38037358-544099560738174622?l=blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/feeds/544099560738174622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38037358&amp;postID=544099560738174622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/544099560738174622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/544099560738174622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/2007/07/donut-pub.html' title='The Donut Pub'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RqlnxCJqFDI/AAAAAAAAAV0/3Ok2KhTgswo/s72-c/Donut+Pub+3+me.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-6055545295322006579</id><published>2007-07-07T17:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T18:23:45.621-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Glenn Wayne's Gourmet Bakery Minis</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After hanging out at the local comic store with my friend Dave (you may remember him from &lt;a href="http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/2006/12/muffins-n-stuff-black-white-cookie_20.html"&gt;this entry&lt;/a&gt;), we checked out out local 7-11.  While it had not turned into an all out Kwik-E-Mart (to tie into the Simpsons movie) like other 7-11s around the country, it did have some changes, like Squishees instead of Slurpees, and some random Simpsons signs to keep us amused and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; excited for a few seconds.  I was about to head out when LO-AND-BEHOLD, a new brand of b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; and white cookies by the register! And some more little ones too!  Little cookies make me bigly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; happy!  Holy shit, "bigly" isn't being spell checked by blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RpARV90ATTI/AAAAAAAAAUk/Wiul9ekIuRs/s1600-h/Glenn+Wayne+mini.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RpARV90ATTI/AAAAAAAAAUk/Wiul9ekIuRs/s400/Glenn+Wayne+mini.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084583048368901426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Me and Dave came home, sat ourselves down on mah big comfy couch with our small comfy cookies, and proceeded to flip television channels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following is from a movie we flipped to randomly in it's last 20 minutes.  IMDBing it afterwards revealed it to be "&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0089308/"&gt;The Howling 2: Your Sister is a Werewolf&lt;/a&gt;", but at the time we were clueless and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; intrigued, and honestly blown away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RpAQ2N0ATRI/AAAAAAAAAUU/xwnojPmGMHE/s1600-h/TV+Rays.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RpAQ2N0ATRI/AAAAAAAAAUU/xwnojPmGMHE/s400/TV+Rays.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084582502908054802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RpAQuN0ATQI/AAAAAAAAAUM/7nYhloRm1tg/s1600-h/TV+Lee.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RpAQuN0ATQI/AAAAAAAAAUM/7nYhloRm1tg/s400/TV+Lee.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084582365469101314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RpAQUt0ATOI/AAAAAAAAAT8/qxAOPMQaFiE/s1600-h/TV+Hanging.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RpAQUt0ATOI/AAAAAAAAAT8/qxAOPMQaFiE/s400/TV+Hanging.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084581927382437090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RpAQ-t0ATSI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Tz30_8plMC4/s1600-h/TV+Face.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RpAQ-t0ATSI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Tz30_8plMC4/s400/TV+Face.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084582648936942882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RpAQgd0ATPI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kgbkDuvtXec/s1600-h/TV+Werewolf.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RpAQgd0ATPI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kgbkDuvtXec/s400/TV+Werewolf.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084582129245900018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could there be comments on IMDB of people saying this movie is "bad" or "terrible."  I mean look at this stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Some of it is kind of grotesque, but believe you me, there were about 30 other movies we flipped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; right past in favor of this circus of fun.  I want to rent it now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave watches the movie's mind boggling ending credits sequence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RpAOtN0ATKI/AAAAAAAAATc/BpK3j5a6Wuc/s1600-h/Glenn+Dave+watches.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RpAOtN0ATKI/AAAAAAAAATc/BpK3j5a6Wuc/s400/Glenn+Dave+watches.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084580149265976482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I also brought us some amazing snacks from Australia.  The chocolate Koala cookies are alright, but Tim Tam's are fucking unbelievable.  The best chocolate I've ever tasted.  Hell, I'd do a Tim-Tam blog where I just eat the same Tim Tams every day and talk about how great they are.  My mom went to Australia though and only brought back 5 boxes, so of course they were almost gone in 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RpAOct0ATJI/AAAAAAAAATU/bJOF4rNhPFE/s1600-h/Glenn+australia.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RpAOct0ATJI/AAAAAAAAATU/bJOF4rNhPFE/s400/Glenn+australia.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084579865798134930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ok I'm taking too long to get to the cookies.  There hasn't been a new posts for a while, so there's been a lot of important stuff on my mind, as you can see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at that giant list of ingredients.  Warning sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RpAP790ATNI/AAAAAAAAAT0/8EPIjcQTbwg/s1600-h/Glenn+Ingredients.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RpAP790ATNI/AAAAAAAAAT0/8EPIjcQTbwg/s400/Glenn+Ingredients.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084581502180674770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I placed 3 cookies on a plate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RpAO590ATLI/AAAAAAAAATk/rcu5SxoyD-g/s1600-h/Glenn+cookies.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RpAO590ATLI/AAAAAAAAATk/rcu5SxoyD-g/s400/Glenn+cookies.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084580368309308594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;      "Helloooo" &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         "Hellooooo"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               "Helloooooo!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;                        HELLO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bit the vanilla side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RpAPeN0ATMI/AAAAAAAAATs/yQr0TLYZGik/s1600-h/Glenn+vanilla.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RpAPeN0ATMI/AAAAAAAAATs/yQr0TLYZGik/s400/Glenn+vanilla.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084580991079566530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mmmm.  Surprisingly good.  It tasted like really pure delicious vanilla.  Not too intensely sugary, and it wasn't hard either, but kind of chewy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bit the chocolate side (woops, no picture)...Ehhh.  It didn't have a big flavor, and actually tasted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; like DARK chocolate, which I hate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now it was Dave's turn.  I turned the camera torwards him.  He became nervous..(actual quotes)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"How do I eat it?  Anyway I want...?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RpAOId0ATII/AAAAAAAAATM/ONCV7vkWkoQ/s1600-h/Glenn+Dave+eats.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RpAOId0ATII/AAAAAAAAATM/ONCV7vkWkoQ/s400/Glenn+Dave+eats.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084579517905783938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave's review:  His first response was that the cookie seemed "waxy."  He said the vanilla was "good.  rich.  fresh."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He tried the chocolate and agreed that it's flavor was "not as strong."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RpANnd0ATHI/AAAAAAAAATE/MbltNNhnFyM/s1600-h/Glenn+Dave+fury.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 369px; height: 277px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RpANnd0ATHI/AAAAAAAAATE/MbltNNhnFyM/s400/Glenn+Dave+fury.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084578950970100850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Too bad the chocolate side takes up most of these cookies!  These cookies are NOT equal in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; vanilla and chocolate.  SOMEBODY HELP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halfway through eating them, we watched the reality show "Cheaters."  For those who don't watch TV at 3 AM, "Cheaters" is inarguably an INSANE show where the producers videotape somebody cheating on a couple (often by hiding in bushes, etc) then have the victim confront their lying partner in public, loudly, awkwardly, and with like 10 huge bodyguards there in case people fight, which they always do.  In one episode a girl threw her boyfriends weed into a lake.  We all went "AWWWWW!!!!"  It was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RpAML90ATFI/AAAAAAAAAS0/q5MSVCCts_A/s1600-h/Glenn+Cheaters.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RpAML90ATFI/AAAAAAAAAS0/q5MSVCCts_A/s400/Glenn+Cheaters.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084577379012070482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides being amAZING, It had one of the funniest excuses I've ever heard a man give a woman for cheating on her.  "She's just you when you're not here."  And she stayed with him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then we ate a bunch of pretzels!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RpAL5d0ATEI/AAAAAAAAASs/LasRwdSD_uw/s1600-h/Glenn+Pretzels.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RpAL5d0ATEI/AAAAAAAAASs/LasRwdSD_uw/s400/Glenn+Pretzels.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084577061184490562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RpANDd0ATGI/AAAAAAAAAS8/STCx6d_KO2Y/s1600-h/Glenn+Dave+cookie+mouth.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RpANDd0ATGI/AAAAAAAAAS8/STCx6d_KO2Y/s400/Glenn+Dave+cookie+mouth.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084578332494810210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RpALpN0ATDI/AAAAAAAAASk/NJ-KtnQwdnA/s1600-h/Glenn+Jordan+2+cookies.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RpALpN0ATDI/AAAAAAAAASk/NJ-KtnQwdnA/s400/Glenn+Jordan+2+cookies.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084576782011616306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jordan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38037358-6055545295322006579?l=blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/feeds/6055545295322006579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38037358&amp;postID=6055545295322006579&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/6055545295322006579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/6055545295322006579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/2007/07/glenn-waynes-gourmet-bakery-minis.html' title='Glenn Wayne&apos;s Gourmet Bakery Minis'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RpARV90ATTI/AAAAAAAAAUk/Wiul9ekIuRs/s72-c/Glenn+Wayne+mini.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-8269751567602458038</id><published>2007-07-02T14:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T15:16:28.002-04:00</updated><title type='text'>COOKIE DROUGHT GRIPS CITY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RolO_N0ATCI/AAAAAAAAASc/kCQaeK069oI/s1600-h/drought_nepal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RolO_N0ATCI/AAAAAAAAASc/kCQaeK069oI/s400/drought_nepal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082680502410824738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's been weeks now since the Black and White Cookie Blog has been updated!  A long-standing cookie drought has exhausted the city, as citizens and onlookers ask -- "how? ... why?"&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mayor (pictured here, on 9/11) had this to say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RolHdt0ATBI/AAAAAAAAASU/FmkgqEafsHI/s1600-h/michael_bloomberg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RolHdt0ATBI/AAAAAAAAASU/FmkgqEafsHI/s400/michael_bloomberg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082672230303812626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"We...Americans...must stand strong.  While we wait for rescue teams to fly in, we must learn to conserve our... black and white cookies.  If anybody has a cookie...eat the vanilla side today, and the chocolate side tomorrow...Or half of each side today.  Anyway you want to do it...is fine....But try to let your supply last you till the end of the week...And give women and children your highest priority.  There are shelters being established in every borough...With makeshift black and whites being given out...They are rye bread slices with chocolate jello pudding on one side and cream cheese on the other...They're the best we could do until this crisis is over."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the dry spell is over, the Black and White Cookie Blog will commence with it's regular updates.  Stay strong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jordan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38037358-8269751567602458038?l=blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/feeds/8269751567602458038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38037358&amp;postID=8269751567602458038&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/8269751567602458038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/8269751567602458038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/2007/07/cookie-drought-grips-city.html' title='COOKIE DROUGHT GRIPS CITY'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RolO_N0ATCI/AAAAAAAAASc/kCQaeK069oI/s72-c/drought_nepal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-963525515761420316</id><published>2007-05-26T02:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T15:39:47.959-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Trellis' Diner on Roosevelt Island</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The other day I met with my friend &lt;a href="http://www.mattkoff.com/"&gt;Matt&lt;/a&gt; to play frisbee on the beautiful Roosevelt Island.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RlfhbD4uwAI/AAAAAAAAAP8/mX2y5NcXq00/s1600-h/blackwells.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RlfhbD4uwAI/AAAAAAAAAP8/mX2y5NcXq00/s400/blackwells.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068767760644751362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After an evening of having-to-keep-running-across-the-park-to-get-the- frisbee-that-was-thrown-wildly-off-target, we checked out the one and only Roosevelt Island diner on Roosevelt Island's one and only street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rlfh3D4uwBI/AAAAAAAAAQE/inIDHG_OLfw/s1600-h/Rooseveltcookies17+trellis.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rlfh3D4uwBI/AAAAAAAAAQE/inIDHG_OLfw/s400/Rooseveltcookies17+trellis.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068768241681088530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I was full after our wonderful dinner, matt convinced me to get us a coupl'a black and white cookies and glasses of milk.   It all looked so delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RlfiHz4uwCI/AAAAAAAAAQM/A0-hvevYLf8/s1600-h/Rooseveltcookies1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RlfiHz4uwCI/AAAAAAAAAQM/A0-hvevYLf8/s400/Rooseveltcookies1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068768529443897378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rlfikz4uwEI/AAAAAAAAAQc/8-I_9Sn3Ag0/s1600-h/Rooseveltcookies3+matt.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rlfikz4uwEI/AAAAAAAAAQc/8-I_9Sn3Ag0/s400/Rooseveltcookies3+matt.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068769027660103746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rlfk4z4uwSI/AAAAAAAAASM/zC43yz2BOTE/s1600-h/Rooseveltcookies+jordan.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rlfk4z4uwSI/AAAAAAAAASM/zC43yz2BOTE/s400/Rooseveltcookies+jordan.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068771570280743202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Matt unwrapped the cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RlfibD4uwDI/AAAAAAAAAQU/nKYzngL9eVE/s1600-h/Rooseveltcookies2-matt+unwrap.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RlfibD4uwDI/AAAAAAAAAQU/nKYzngL9eVE/s400/Rooseveltcookies2-matt+unwrap.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068768860156379186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Right away I noticed the cake looked very pale and crusty.  I had a bad feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rlfiuz4uwFI/AAAAAAAAAQk/JYgmX7ls2bk/s1600-h/Rooseveltcookies4back.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rlfiuz4uwFI/AAAAAAAAAQk/JYgmX7ls2bk/s400/Rooseveltcookies4back.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068769199458795602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Me and Matt both took our first bites of the vanilla side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RlfjJT4uwHI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/myw1jZZDhsM/s1600-h/Rooseveltcookies6+vanilla.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RlfjJT4uwHI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/myw1jZZDhsM/s400/Rooseveltcookies6+vanilla.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068769654725329010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOOOUCH!  Hard.  Like cold steel.  It didn't taste like anything I've had before.  It was kind o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;f gross.  Not vanilla, more just like...white something.  And the cake...blecch.  Too much cake with too little taste.  It was like eating styrofoam.   Huh.  Blogger wants me to capitalize "styrofoam."  I guess I nev&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;er&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; thought of it as a brand name, specifically.  WELL WELL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I ate the chocolate side...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RlfjQD4uwII/AAAAAAAAAQ8/kw9-_xpqvzg/s1600-h/Rooseveltcookies7chocolate.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RlfjQD4uwII/AAAAAAAAAQ8/kw9-_xpqvzg/s400/Rooseveltcookies7chocolate.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068769770689446018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hmm.  The chocolate side tastes VERY familiar.  What could it be?  Matt was able to pinpoint it.  Like chocolate Betty Crocker frosting.  Ahhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rlfi6z4uwGI/AAAAAAAAAQs/2z8MDV7xOEs/s1600-h/Rooseveltcookies5matt+eat.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rlfi6z4uwGI/AAAAAAAAAQs/2z8MDV7xOEs/s400/Rooseveltcookies5matt+eat.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068769405617225826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And yet, the entire overall taste was unpleasant.   I love when a cupcake has Betty Crocker wapped on top of it, but  the thick, dry cake made the cookie a chore to eat.  We were both very very disappointed.   Especially Matt, who as an innocent and less experienced cookie eater than me, was unprepared for the dreams-dashing mediocrity and depressing anticlimactic taste of the below average black and white cookie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they always LOOK so good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rlfjaz4uwJI/AAAAAAAAARE/4lp2XXdNABs/s1600-h/Rooseveltcookies8matt+unhappy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rlfjaz4uwJI/AAAAAAAAARE/4lp2XXdNABs/s400/Rooseveltcookies8matt+unhappy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068769955373039762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Matt started peeling the frosting off and eating it, leaving a naked cooke in his wake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rlfjpj4uwKI/AAAAAAAAARM/kkeQ5OhDDpE/s1600-h/Rooseveltcookies9matt+vanilla.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rlfjpj4uwKI/AAAAAAAAARM/kkeQ5OhDDpE/s400/Rooseveltcookies9matt+vanilla.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068770208776110242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RlfkMj4uwOI/AAAAAAAAARs/xnK9qfG0Y6w/s1600-h/Rooseveltcookies13+matts+cookie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RlfkMj4uwOI/AAAAAAAAARs/xnK9qfG0Y6w/s400/Rooseveltcookies13+matts+cookie.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068770810071531746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We could have used these things as frisbees!  (huh...another word Blogger wants me to capitalize! Augh!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Meanwhile, I was having fun with my cookie.  I noticed that the chocolate smushy frosting took fingerprints very well.   Cops should use these!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RlfjxD4uwLI/AAAAAAAAARU/C1KdKxzlJow/s1600-h/Rooseveltcookies10fingerprint.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RlfjxD4uwLI/AAAAAAAAARU/C1KdKxzlJow/s400/Rooseveltcookies10fingerprint.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068770337625129138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rlfj5z4uwMI/AAAAAAAAARc/6FBRflSsito/s1600-h/Rooseveltcookies11+fingersmudge.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rlfj5z4uwMI/AAAAAAAAARc/6FBRflSsito/s400/Rooseveltcookies11+fingersmudge.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068770487948984514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I picked off some vanilla glass shards and smushed them into the chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Note:  Blogger says "smushed" isn't a word?!?  What?!!?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RlfkFj4uwNI/AAAAAAAAARk/ZuVvWVlqrIA/s1600-h/Rooseveltcookies12+vanilla+shards.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RlfkFj4uwNI/AAAAAAAAARk/ZuVvWVlqrIA/s400/Rooseveltcookies12+vanilla+shards.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068770689812447442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Matt claimed his cookie for France.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RlfkUz4uwPI/AAAAAAAAAR0/51G5srZwqZI/s1600-h/Rooseveltcookies14+flag.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RlfkUz4uwPI/AAAAAAAAAR0/51G5srZwqZI/s400/Rooseveltcookies14+flag.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068770951805452530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how thick and oddly textured the cake is?  It stuck right in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After the meal, we did what we always do.  Reenact our favorite scenes from Terry Gilliam's Brazil!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RlfkuT4uwRI/AAAAAAAAASE/nOmo6alkjbI/s1600-h/Rooseveltcookies16+matt+brazil.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RlfkuT4uwRI/AAAAAAAAASE/nOmo6alkjbI/s400/Rooseveltcookies16+matt+brazil.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068771389892116754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rlfkmz4uwQI/AAAAAAAAAR8/IyiVlt_Bc9c/s1600-h/Rooseveltcookies15+brazil+jordan.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rlfkmz4uwQI/AAAAAAAAAR8/IyiVlt_Bc9c/s400/Rooseveltcookies15+brazil+jordan.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068771261043097858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jordan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38037358-963525515761420316?l=blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/feeds/963525515761420316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38037358&amp;postID=963525515761420316&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/963525515761420316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/963525515761420316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/2007/05/tellis-diner-on-roosevelt-island.html' title='Trellis&apos; Diner on Roosevelt Island'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RlfhbD4uwAI/AAAAAAAAAP8/mX2y5NcXq00/s72-c/blackwells.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-6146121561304558604</id><published>2007-05-10T03:46:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T04:00:58.527-04:00</updated><title type='text'>American Classic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RkLOD1oWaBI/AAAAAAAAAPU/e03bmvj916A/s1600-h/American1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RkLOD1oWaBI/AAAAAAAAAPU/e03bmvj916A/s400/American1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062835496449107986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Taste the Best!  Wow was I excited to find this cookie!  I was on my way to see Spiderman 3 (the BEST movie ever!!!!) and I stopped in a tiny crappy magazine shop to buy a giant bottle of water for the long trip.  Before leaving I double checked the cookie selection and HELLOOO!  I certainly would like to "taste the best!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw Spiderman 3.  Came home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unwrapped cookie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RkLO11oWaCI/AAAAAAAAAPc/CiB4NLwi_KM/s1600-h/American2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RkLO11oWaCI/AAAAAAAAAPc/CiB4NLwi_KM/s400/American2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062836355442567202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Smart people may be able to tell that the vanilla side got a bit beaten up.  I had to sneak it in my pocket into the movie theater.  It stayed with me during the WHOOOOLE movie!  It loved Spiderman 3 too!  Especially how everything that happened made so much sense!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried the vanilla, and I noticed the cookie was INCREEDIBLY soft.  Almost like it was wet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Moist.  But it was really good.  The vanilla was...well...average.  Not a huge taste but it was pleasant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chocolate was pretty much the same.  Even softer and also not a hugely strong taste.  I ev&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;en ate it with the icing side down on my tongue to get the most flavor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RkLP8loWaDI/AAAAAAAAAPk/W0SaNUaqZss/s1600-h/American3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RkLP8loWaDI/AAAAAAAAAPk/W0SaNUaqZss/s400/American3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062837570918311986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A very good cookie but not the greatest and very generic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating both sides at once was pretty damn satisfying though.  It was like Spiderman 3 all over again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RkLQRloWaEI/AAAAAAAAAPs/2kIqRdHHAUM/s1600-h/American4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RkLQRloWaEI/AAAAAAAAAPs/2kIqRdHHAUM/s400/American4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062837931695564866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The cookie went by so fast, that I had room for more.  My mom had bought more of the Beigel's brand small cookies (see last blog), so I had one...for dessert (??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RkLQpVoWaFI/AAAAAAAAAP0/hk2C8NqTeTU/s1600-h/American5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RkLQpVoWaFI/AAAAAAAAAP0/hk2C8NqTeTU/s400/American5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062838339717458002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wow, I look as good in this picture as...Spiderman 3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jordan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38037358-6146121561304558604?l=blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/feeds/6146121561304558604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38037358&amp;postID=6146121561304558604&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/6146121561304558604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/6146121561304558604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/2007/05/american-classic.html' title='American Classic'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RkLOD1oWaBI/AAAAAAAAAPU/e03bmvj916A/s72-c/American1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-404676930461274733</id><published>2007-04-20T04:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T05:33:33.026-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Beigel's Black &amp; Whites</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So right after Matt called me about "Angel's Bakery" (see previous post), I walked into the kitchen and saw my mom had bought a container of "Beigel's Black &amp; Whites" from Brook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;lyn, NY.   Wohhhh boy, it's gonna be a busy week here at the ol' cookie blog' !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RiiEjEtUFfI/AAAAAAAAAN0/7ZzgUYTP6n0/s1600-h/Beigels.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RiiEjEtUFfI/AAAAAAAAAN0/7ZzgUYTP6n0/s400/Beigels.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055436319817471474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Look, a comforting small list of ingredients compared to the last cookie.  Far from popular belief, not everything that Beigel's brand makes are bagels.  (I bet they have damn good bagels though.)  They also make cookies.  Black and WHITE cookies!.... LITTLE Black and White Cookies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHECK IT OUT!  These cookies are SMALL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RiiEz0tUFgI/AAAAAAAAAN8/e1aq7_CSPSY/s1600-h/Beigels+three.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RiiEz0tUFgI/AAAAAAAAAN8/e1aq7_CSPSY/s400/Beigels+three.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055436607580280322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LITTLE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RiiIGEtUFoI/AAAAAAAAAO8/V6AN7D-nj2Y/s1600-h/Handtray.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RiiIGEtUFoI/AAAAAAAAAO8/V6AN7D-nj2Y/s400/Handtray.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055440219647776386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TINY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RiiIWUtUFpI/AAAAAAAAAPE/KacHzKJJzD0/s1600-h/2218750_2d871a123b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RiiIWUtUFpI/AAAAAAAAAPE/KacHzKJJzD0/s400/2218750_2d871a123b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055440498820650642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;LITTLE TINY COOKIES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RiiIsUtUFqI/AAAAAAAAAPM/X44Zz33qJyI/s1600-h/cookiecrisp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RiiIsUtUFqI/AAAAAAAAAPM/X44Zz33qJyI/s400/cookiecrisp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055440876777772706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THEY CAN FIT IN A CHANGE PURSE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RiiHL0tUFnI/AAAAAAAAAO0/kV9duIr4Fsw/s1600-h/changepurse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RiiHL0tUFnI/AAAAAAAAAO0/kV9duIr4Fsw/s320/changepurse.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055439218920396402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;THEY ARE THE SIZE OF A REALLY BIG OVERISIZED COIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RiiGIEtUFlI/AAAAAAAAAOk/G3UqV40s3bY/s1600-h/childwithcoin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RiiGIEtUFlI/AAAAAAAAAOk/G3UqV40s3bY/s400/childwithcoin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055438054984259154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THEY ARE LIKE POGS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RiiGyUtUFmI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vdMb_34Btgk/s1600-h/pog-fire-sticks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RiiGyUtUFmI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vdMb_34Btgk/s320/pog-fire-sticks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055438780833732194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;First I took a bite of the vanilla side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RiiFP0tUFkI/AAAAAAAAAOc/iEy5p_Rf6ac/s1600-h/Beigels+vanilla.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RiiFP0tUFkI/AAAAAAAAAOc/iEy5p_Rf6ac/s400/Beigels+vanilla.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055437088616617538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;VERY lemony, sugary, sweet and tasty.  A bit tough, but not TOO hard.  Kind of reminded me of the ones I got from the Black and White Cookie Company.  The lemon overpowered the vanilla, so I would not consider this a very great vanilla side.  But it was scrumptious none the less-tious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then I bit the chocolate side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RiiE6UtUFhI/AAAAAAAAAOE/a0prHsOzlzM/s1600-h/Beigels+chocolate.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RiiE6UtUFhI/AAAAAAAAAOE/a0prHsOzlzM/s400/Beigels+chocolate.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055436719249430034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The first words that came to mind were bright, happy, and yum.  I can scan my notes if you don't believe me.  Not an intense chocolate, but very light and tasty.  Again, very different than the last cookie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate the 2nd cookie very fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, only one left!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RiiFIktUFjI/AAAAAAAAAOU/87Q8Ia78mXc/s1600-h/Beigels+one.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RiiFIktUFjI/AAAAAAAAAOU/87Q8Ia78mXc/s400/Beigels+one.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055436964062565938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All in all they were fun to eat.  Like candy.  Not the best I've had, but I would not hesitate to buy somebody a container of these cookies for their birthday.  And only $4.25!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RiiFAUtUFiI/AAAAAAAAAOM/WsabVacEUxI/s1600-h/Beigels+me.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RiiFAUtUFiI/AAAAAAAAAOM/WsabVacEUxI/s400/Beigels+me.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055436822328645154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Special thanks to google images.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jordan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38037358-404676930461274733?l=blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/feeds/404676930461274733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38037358&amp;postID=404676930461274733&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/404676930461274733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/404676930461274733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/2007/04/beigels-black-whites.html' title='Beigel&apos;s Black &amp; Whites'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RiiEjEtUFfI/AAAAAAAAAN0/7ZzgUYTP6n0/s72-c/Beigels.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-859698554964379527</id><published>2007-04-19T05:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T06:09:49.301-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Angel's Bakery - Heaven On Earth</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So I get a call from my friend Matt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Ric9PktUFZI/AAAAAAAAANE/CbabzJUnLQ8/s1600-h/IMGP2480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Ric9PktUFZI/AAAAAAAAANE/CbabzJUnLQ8/s400/IMGP2480.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055076444507739538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Getting into a car on a foggy Canadian day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Me:  Hello?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Matt:  YEAH...Have you had a "Angel's Bakery" cookie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  Is that like a store brand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Matt:  Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  NO!  I haven't!  Can you get me one??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Matt:  I got you one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  GREAT!  Great...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good looking out, buddy!  So today I drove to Sunnyside, picked the cookie up, came&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; home and ate it at 5:30 AM.  Thanks to Matt!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;NOTE:  I forgot to buy a new battery for my digital camera, so for this edition I used my old Polaroid camera!  The last time I used it was in 2002, so honestly I'm shocked the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;re was still film in it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO is this a gift from the Angels?  Or...FROM HELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Ric9oUtUFaI/AAAAAAAAANM/sRTO44hHnw8/s1600-h/Angels+wrapper.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Ric9oUtUFaI/AAAAAAAAANM/sRTO44hHnw8/s400/Angels+wrapper.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055076869709501858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This wrapper has the most nudity on any Black and White Cookie label so far!!  Look at his little jew-fro.  And boy are those ingredients a chore to read.  I hope they aren't arranged in such an eye straining way for a REASON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Let's chow down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Ric94EtUFbI/AAAAAAAAANU/uMyZRlUdCWA/s1600-h/Angels+first+bite.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Ric94EtUFbI/AAAAAAAAANU/uMyZRlUdCWA/s400/Angels+first+bite.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055077140292441522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The vanilla was...HARD.  OUCH.  My teeth felt the cookie more than my tongue.  I needed a second bite to even evaluate the taste.  Basically the vanilla wasn't strong, and was not very unique.  I guess most of these store brands are pretty similar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN the chocolate.  Peekaboo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Ric-MEtUFcI/AAAAAAAAANc/WPNMeyGz5nc/s1600-h/Angels+2+bites.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Ric-MEtUFcI/AAAAAAAAANc/WPNMeyGz5nc/s400/Angels+2+bites.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055077483889825218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Softer and pleasant, but not blowing my mind or anything.  A deep muddy taste, like dark chocolate.  Still I had to strain to really taste it.  There just isn't a whole lot of flavor in this cookie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MILK TIME!!!!  WIIIIIIIIPE OUT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Ric-RktUFdI/AAAAAAAAANk/AFyVAJxz2lM/s1600-h/Angels+milk.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Ric-RktUFdI/AAAAAAAAANk/AFyVAJxz2lM/s400/Angels+milk.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055077578379105746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wow Polaroid pictures really bring out the...ugly side of...me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cake was pretty basic too -- not fluffy, but pretty dry and soft.  It was good!  But much like the icing, it barely jumped out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why, the vanilla is so hard and plastic that I could just pop it RIGHT off the cake!  Look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Ric-X0tUFeI/AAAAAAAAANs/R4lfN3juQUQ/s1600-h/Angels+vanilla+slice.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Ric-X0tUFeI/AAAAAAAAANs/R4lfN3juQUQ/s400/Angels+vanilla+slice.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055077685753288162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They could sell this stuff as a product all it's own!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So in conclusion, this cookie kind of sucked.  I enjoyed eating it but I expect more from "Heaven On Earth."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I don't know how to end this post, here is dictionary.com's definition of "Angel"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1.  one of a class of spiritual beings; a celestial attendant of God. In medieval angelology, angels constituted the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lowest of the nine&lt;/span&gt; celestial orders (seraphim, cherubim, thrones, dominations or dominions, virtues, powers, principalities or princedoms, archangels, and angels)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lowest of 9 celestial orders is RIGHT!!!  Thumbs DOOOOWN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jordan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Check out Matt's funny funny blog here:  &lt;a href="http://www.mattkoff.com"&gt;http://www.mattkoff.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38037358-859698554964379527?l=blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/feeds/859698554964379527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38037358&amp;postID=859698554964379527&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/859698554964379527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/859698554964379527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/2007/04/angels-bakery-heaven-on-earth.html' title='Angel&apos;s Bakery - Heaven On Earth'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Ric9PktUFZI/AAAAAAAAANE/CbabzJUnLQ8/s72-c/IMGP2480.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-2895456134805313735</id><published>2007-04-04T22:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T01:21:39.244-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Flagship Diner on Queens BLVD</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello loyal cookie gobblers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not felt like updating this for a while.  I suspect this blog may be kind of...stupid?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;BUT I got the craving for a black and white cookie, and a craving for a blog update, and so here it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; is.  Unfortunately as I steadied the camera to take a picture of that first bite, the batteries ran out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went with my friend Dave to the diner that never closes, the Flagship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RhRvJHZNceI/AAAAAAAAAMs/ddMHemzp1xs/s1600-h/flagshiplogo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RhRvJHZNceI/AAAAAAAAAMs/ddMHemzp1xs/s400/flagshiplogo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049783284583461346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is a placemat from a few months back.  Not intended for use on this blog, hence Simpsons (and improvised &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Boomhauer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; from King of the Hill, hey not bad) doodles all over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always UNprofessionally loved Flagship's black and white cookies, but I have been waiting to review them here.  Maybe I was scared that when compared to the ton of cookies I've reviewed, the Flagship's wouldn't seem as wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So I sat down, put on my new last season of Batman Beyond DVD :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RhRwZHZNcfI/AAAAAAAAAM0/oSRCRI_nU78/s1600-h/batman2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RhRwZHZNcfI/AAAAAAAAAM0/oSRCRI_nU78/s400/batman2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049784658972996082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;AWESOME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RhRwnXZNcgI/AAAAAAAAAM8/oqnV_xFtsSI/s1600-h/batman1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RhRwnXZNcgI/AAAAAAAAAM8/oqnV_xFtsSI/s400/batman1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049784903786131970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I WISH that was me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Anyway...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;IT'S ALL ABOUT THE NILLA BABY.  PUTCHA HANDS UP.  PUTCHA HANDS UP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vanilla side was DELICIOUSHISH.  So great.  So tasty.  It was soft and had the taste AND texture of the vanilla icing you'd find on a homemade cupcake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so good I was LICKING it off just to savor every little bit.  Too bad my camera ran out of batteries.  Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chocolate side was not very impressive.  It was really fun to eat, but it did not inspire any sort of description.  It was a bit harder than the vanila side (rare) and even the taste of the cake overpowered it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With every bite of the chocolate, all I could think of was the time NOT being spent biting the vanilla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cookie disappeared very fast, and there was not a crumb left on the plate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 CHEERS for Flagship Diner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To see some footage of Flagship Diner, check out my short film "Helping Joe" (2003.)  They graciously let us spend all night filming a scene there (for FREE.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Verdana; color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ifilm.com/video/2724837"&gt;http://www.ifilm.com/video/2724837&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Verdana; color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;or:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;embed width="448" height="365" src="http://www.ifilm.com/efp" quality="high" bgcolor="000000" name="efp" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="flvbaseclip=2724837&amp;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jordan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38037358-2895456134805313735?l=blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/feeds/2895456134805313735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38037358&amp;postID=2895456134805313735&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/2895456134805313735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/2895456134805313735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/2007/04/flagship-diner-on-queens-blvd.html' title='Flagship Diner on Queens BLVD'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RhRvJHZNceI/AAAAAAAAAMs/ddMHemzp1xs/s72-c/flagshiplogo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-8600136221522790114</id><published>2007-03-13T00:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T00:52:09.358-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Grand Central Station</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On the way back from an interview at a temp agency, I passed by this bakery in grand central station.  To try to keep from killing myself I bought a cookie to eat later that day.  This place had no sign or name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I got the cookie home and smelled it.  It smelled like french fries.  Why?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RfYrOx3U0GI/AAAAAAAAAMA/OLqR4PaUnRU/s1600-h/GrandCentral+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RfYrOx3U0GI/AAAAAAAAAMA/OLqR4PaUnRU/s400/GrandCentral+1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041264365791400034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I wrapped it up and 2 nights later gave it a shot.    It's very clean looking, unlike the last cookie.  Looks very perfect and polite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RfYr6x3U0HI/AAAAAAAAAMI/3-8TBP4L7P0/s1600-h/GrandCentral2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RfYr6x3U0HI/AAAAAAAAAMI/3-8TBP4L7P0/s400/GrandCentral2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041265121705644146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The vanilla side was GREAT!  Really unique tasting.  I don't think any cookie I've reviewed tasted like this.  I'm going crazy because it was the kind of vanilla that tasted REALLY familiar, and I can't quite place how.  It had a very candy sweetness to it.  I RECOMMEND THIS COOKIE solely for the vanilla side.  And if you buy this cookie, please e-mail me and tell me what this taste reminds you of, cause I'm slapping myself silly trying to place the this familiar feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RfYsgx3U0II/AAAAAAAAAMQ/20YvFMQn9Gg/s1600-h/GrantCentral3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RfYsgx3U0II/AAAAAAAAAMQ/20YvFMQn9Gg/s400/GrantCentral3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041265774540673154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The chocolate side was typical of the kind of cookies I've come into contact with all month.  Very very rich deep chocolatey, very intense, like a milkshake.  &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In fact, for this cookie I preferred the vanilla side whole heartedly.  Chocolate?  YAAAAAAAWN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cake also had a very good flavor, I would eat it alone without icing.  It was not too fat and it wasn't too tough, though I would not call it moist or soft either.  But again, it wasn't exactly fresh by the time I ate it.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Maybe you can tell my heart isn't in this review.  It's because my sister sent me a box from au&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;stralia that contained a NEW kind of Kit Kat...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(drum roll)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;COOKIE DOUGH KIT KAT.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;WHAT?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RfYs-x3U0JI/AAAAAAAAAMY/UvmGfMF3Gg8/s1600-h/Kit+Kat+Cookie+Dough.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RfYs-x3U0JI/AAAAAAAAAMY/UvmGfMF3Gg8/s400/Kit+Kat+Cookie+Dough.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041266289936748690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After stuffing my tummy with the cookie-so-yummy, I opened the giant sized Kit Kat and had to try it.  It was good, but the caramel inside seemed to overpower any cookie dough there may have been.  If it didn't say so on the package, I never would have guessed there was cookie dough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After that I had some pretzels to wash it all down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RfYtTh3U0KI/AAAAAAAAAMg/8tZr_UfJ6nE/s1600-h/GrandCentral4+me.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RfYtTh3U0KI/AAAAAAAAAMg/8tZr_UfJ6nE/s400/GrandCentral4+me.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041266646419034274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wow if you line up all the photos of me you can watch my hair growing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to your regularly scheduled black-and-white-cookie blog.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jordan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38037358-8600136221522790114?l=blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/feeds/8600136221522790114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38037358&amp;postID=8600136221522790114&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/8600136221522790114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/8600136221522790114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/2007/03/grand-central-station.html' title='Grand Central Station'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RfYrOx3U0GI/AAAAAAAAAMA/OLqR4PaUnRU/s72-c/GrandCentral+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-7686257329347689423</id><published>2007-03-02T05:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T05:35:14.671-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheyenne's Diner on 9th avenue and 33rd street</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;From forgotten-ny.com -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This classic round the clock diner serves both weary travelers  arriving from nearby Penn Station, but also postal workers from the James Farley  post office complex across 9th Avenue. The facility is still expected to be  partially converted into a new Penn Station sometime this decade.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A western motif is also apparent in the menu... the Cheyenne serves  steer-burgers.&lt;br /&gt;The burger is the cynosure of any diner, and like Wimpy I eat a LOT of  them (but unlike Wimpy, I pay right away). Excellent burgers here, about a half  pound of meat. The Mohegan, my burger of choice, comes slathered in onions and  bacon and barb-b-cue sauce and you wish the experience could never end.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sounds lovely!  I did not actually eat here however (I have before), but only stopped in on an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; extremely rainy night to grab a cookie before heading into my car.  Here's the picture I took:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Ref5w7l5DdI/AAAAAAAAAK4/1xjfTfF7YiM/s1600-h/cookie+cheyenne.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Ref5w7l5DdI/AAAAAAAAAK4/1xjfTfF7YiM/s400/cookie+cheyenne.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037269327262846418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now since this was the last remaining cookie in a big empty tray, and it was past 1 am, perhaps it was not as fresh as it could be.  I tried to keep that in mind when rev-eating it (reviewing/eating.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bag was rained upon as I threw it in my car and drove home.  I took it out and noticed the interesting pattern of the icing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Ref6rbl5DeI/AAAAAAAAALA/fyx0EiGrjw4/s1600-h/cookie+cheyenne+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Ref6rbl5DeI/AAAAAAAAALA/fyx0EiGrjw4/s400/cookie+cheyenne+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037270332285193698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(P.S. I HATE HOW BLOGGER UNDOES YOUR FONT CHOICE AFTER EVERY DAMN LINE.  I HATE YOU BLOGGER.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, wow, look at that icing!  I bit of vanilla splintering into the chocolate side.  Not to mention the uneven shape and vanilla kind of draping over the side of the cookie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The unfortunate thing is while the icing LOOKS all smooth and soft, it was pretty hard.  I've noticed in this blog that the cookies always do seem to look better than they end up tasting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Ref8Mbl5DfI/AAAAAAAAALI/xJG0_FDzTkU/s1600-h/cookie+cheyenne+3+back.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Ref8Mbl5DfI/AAAAAAAAALI/xJG0_FDzTkU/s400/cookie+cheyenne+3+back.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037271998732504562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The cake had an almost burnt quality to it.  Check it out along the edges, ladies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vanilla side was almost tasteless - just a big mass of cookie cake.  Like the last diner cookie I tried, this tasted a lot like those free cookies diners sometimes have near the cash register.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chocolate side was very good, like a chocolate milkshake.  Unlike many other cookies, the chocolate and vanilla sides were completely equal in terms of chewyness or hardness.  It was somewhere in the middle.  Not rock-like icing but not soft or fresh (again, it was 1 am, so I can forgive this.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Ref8k7l5DgI/AAAAAAAAALQ/DfYh6OZTJlA/s1600-h/cookie+cheyenne+4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Ref8k7l5DgI/AAAAAAAAALQ/DfYh6OZTJlA/s400/cookie+cheyenne+4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037272419639299586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm almost embarrassed to say this, but I had been forgetting this whole time to try a few bites of BOTH the vanilla and chocolate.  I have to say, this cookie tasted MUCH better this way.  The chocolate wasn't too intense and the vanilla stood out more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all it was VERY THICK.  Just look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Ref84Ll5DhI/AAAAAAAAALY/1E03eIDttRo/s1600-h/cookie+cheyenne+5+side.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Ref84Ll5DhI/AAAAAAAAALY/1E03eIDttRo/s400/cookie+cheyenne+5+side.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037272750351781394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This would be good if it was kind of spongy and soft, but it was very tough and chewy.  What the forgotten-ny write up said about Cheyenne's giant burgers did NOT only apply to the meat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I have this ideal cookie in my mind that just doesn't exist.  Maybe it goes against the entire nature of a black and white cookie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say what these cookies SHOULD be, but maybe they just ARE what they ARE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to go crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my reaction to the cookies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Ref9bbl5DiI/AAAAAAAAALg/ynW5HeZXZG8/s1600-h/cookie+cheyenne+reaction.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Ref9bbl5DiI/AAAAAAAAALg/ynW5HeZXZG8/s400/cookie+cheyenne+reaction.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037273355942170146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hey this is a pretty darn good picture of me.  I hate how I look but these cookie reaction photos always come out pretty well.  Maybe eating a cookie just brings out this glowing confidence that can only be captured in those few moments?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jordan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38037358-7686257329347689423?l=blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/feeds/7686257329347689423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38037358&amp;postID=7686257329347689423&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/7686257329347689423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/7686257329347689423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/2007/03/cheyennes-diner-on-9th-avenue-and-33rd.html' title='Cheyenne&apos;s Diner on 9th avenue and 33rd street'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Ref5w7l5DdI/AAAAAAAAAK4/1xjfTfF7YiM/s72-c/cookie+cheyenne.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-1305887886173738143</id><published>2007-02-23T04:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T05:16:40.313-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Patisserie Croissants in Times Square</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;7th avenue and 44th street.  A small, incredibly overpriced bakery in Times Square.  I was being dropped off from a job (holding a boom mic over Charlie Murphy's head!) and saw a big pile of Black and White Cookies in the window.  Well, how could I not...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was $3.25.  WOW!  Expensive.  Really crazy.  It should be only around $2.  Yeah.  O.K.  Control anger.  O.K.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I brought it home and sat on it (not literally) for a day, and tonight took it out of it's bag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rd667MFsrsI/AAAAAAAAAJY/rWufxUvIz8Q/s1600-h/Patisserie+01+bag.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rd667MFsrsI/AAAAAAAAAJY/rWufxUvIz8Q/s400/Patisserie+01+bag.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034666959466966722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to find this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rd67ScFsrtI/AAAAAAAAAJg/huDmYFuZJ5c/s1600-h/Patisserie+02+cookie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rd67ScFsrtI/AAAAAAAAAJg/huDmYFuZJ5c/s400/Patisserie+02+cookie.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034667358898925266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;AUGH!    Maybe I DID sit on it.  Cracks had form and the cookie was falling apart inside it's plastic wrap.   It looks like the Phantom of the Opera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gently, GENTLY, unwrapped the plastic and placed it down on a plate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rd67tMFsruI/AAAAAAAAAJo/XrtJ1E4RzS0/s1600-h/Patisserie+03+gentle.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rd67tMFsruI/AAAAAAAAAJo/XrtJ1E4RzS0/s400/Patisserie+03+gentle.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034667818460425954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;AH BUP BUP!!  BUUP!!!  CAREFULLY!! BUP...BUP!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rd68B8FsrvI/AAAAAAAAAJw/00ludMQt0y0/s1600-h/Patisserie+04+plate.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rd68B8FsrvI/AAAAAAAAAJw/00ludMQt0y0/s400/Patisserie+04+plate.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034668174942711538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...And it all fell apart into a thousand pieces.  Now it looks like Steve Buscemi from "Fargo."  "I GOT FUGGIN SHOT..IN THE FASHE!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, on with the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I took a bite of the vanilla side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rd68ksFsrwI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/grPDSgNhE2k/s1600-h/Patisserie+05+vanilla.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rd68ksFsrwI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/grPDSgNhE2k/s400/Patisserie+05+vanilla.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034668771943165698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nothing.  All I taste is big fat cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a bite of the chocolate side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rd69msFsrxI/AAAAAAAAAKA/ztL_LnSfelA/s1600-h/Patisserie+06+chocolate.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rd69msFsrxI/AAAAAAAAAKA/ztL_LnSfelA/s400/Patisserie+06+chocolate.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034669905814531858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOOM.  Huge chocolate taste.  Very disproportionate to the vanilla side.  It tasted like really strong Hershey's Chocolate milk, when you put too much syrup in the glass.  It was very good.  But maybe too strong.  Still too much thick cake though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note:  The icing was kind of rubbery and I was able to actually peel it off.  Observe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rd6-t8FsrzI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ucwk8N3P5HQ/s1600-h/Patisserie+07+peel+away.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rd6-t8FsrzI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ucwk8N3P5HQ/s400/Patisserie+07+peel+away.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034671129880211250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I ended up not being able to finish the cookie.  Maybe the fact that it broke apart took the fun out of chomping out of it.  Or maybe the mission of eating so many black and white cookies is destroying me.  This is the 2nd one in a row I couldn't finish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my mouth.  It's so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rd699MFsryI/AAAAAAAAAKI/6u0X-yFUp0o/s1600-h/Patisserie+08+mouth.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rd699MFsryI/AAAAAAAAAKI/6u0X-yFUp0o/s400/Patisserie+08+mouth.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034670292361588514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jordan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38037358-1305887886173738143?l=blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/feeds/1305887886173738143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38037358&amp;postID=1305887886173738143&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/1305887886173738143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/1305887886173738143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/2007/02/patisserie-croissants-in-times-square.html' title='Patisserie Croissants in Times Square'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rd667MFsrsI/AAAAAAAAAJY/rWufxUvIz8Q/s72-c/Patisserie+01+bag.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-4795536663241675014</id><published>2007-02-18T05:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T06:01:55.219-05:00</updated><title type='text'>POP Diner Black and White Cookie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Me and my friend Dave went to a diner on Queens blvd, called POP.  This is POP:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.popdiner.com/about.htm"&gt;http://www.popdiner.com/about.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RdgmcsFsrfI/AAAAAAAAAG8/ZZmLUxroTO4/s1600-h/POPDiner.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RdgmcsFsrfI/AAAAAAAAAG8/ZZmLUxroTO4/s400/POPDiner.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032814857899781618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That's me on the left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, POP isn't a GREAT diner, but it's Halloween color scheme and forced sense of fun gives me unexplainable intense urges to drive there during the dead of night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave had a giant omelette and I had a piece of apple pie, that was surprisingly giant.  HUGE.  It was like 20 apples.  Except unhealthy.  And with whip cream, which I spread around the crust like frosting.  And I had a "extra thick chocolate milk shake."  It was basically a giant glass f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ull of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; chocolate ice cream.  Did I mention when I got home I had a splitting headache, and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;started feeling nauseous right before bed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As we were leaving, I saw a bunch of black and white cookies.  Dave convinced me (it wasn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; difficult) to buy one for this old blog.  As I grabbed it out of the basket, I noticed HOLY CRAP!  It's HUGE!  Everything in this place is huge!  It also looked REALLY good.  Huge and misha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;pen and homemade.  Mmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the next night I prepared myself the meal.  Here is the weird, misshapen cookie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rdgpv8FsrgI/AAAAAAAAAHE/xzDHiWwOJGM/s1600-h/%5BPopcookie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rdgpv8FsrgI/AAAAAAAAAHE/xzDHiWwOJGM/s400/%5BPopcookie.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032818487147146754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Holy crap!!!  Put on your 3D Glasses people, because we're going to take a journey across the rocky caverns and strangely textured terrain of this monster cookie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RdgqNMFsrhI/AAAAAAAAAHM/rrWZvWlpBnA/s1600-h/popexplore1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RdgqNMFsrhI/AAAAAAAAAHM/rrWZvWlpBnA/s400/popexplore1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032818989658320402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunar landing!  We have reached surface!  There appears to be stretched out dents in the land, possibly from plastic wrap tightening over the icing.  Let us explore further!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rdgrg8FsrjI/AAAAAAAAAHc/R_6uSu3W6oo/s1600-h/popexplore3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rdgrg8FsrjI/AAAAAAAAAHc/R_6uSu3W6oo/s400/popexplore3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032820428472364594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We have climbed over to the chocolate side.  Bumpy rocky protrusions are making their way to the surface, along with rolling hills and a caved in border, possibly the result of an ancient earthquake or continental dividing.  MAGNIFICATION X100000...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RdgxxMFsrrI/AAAAAAAAAIc/xy2JK5hsLWI/s1600-h/Popbump.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RdgxxMFsrrI/AAAAAAAAAIc/xy2JK5hsLWI/s400/Popbump.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032827304715005618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Is there a face in that Mars rock?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rdgr3cFsrkI/AAAAAAAAAHk/VcjZbVO3H9k/s1600-h/popexplore4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rdgr3cFsrkI/AAAAAAAAAHk/VcjZbVO3H9k/s400/popexplore4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032820815019421250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It appears some chocolate side has been melding with the vanilla.  So much that it pops out a bit towards the center of the planet's surface, and the brown crust can even be seen a full inch UNDER the vanilla when looked at closer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rdgs0cFsrlI/AAAAAAAAAHs/4aaL7UxFXCs/s1600-h/popchocolatebleed.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rdgs0cFsrlI/AAAAAAAAAHs/4aaL7UxFXCs/s400/popchocolatebleed.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032821862991441490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A hidden valley of chocolate under the vanilla!  For miles and miles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK enough of this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bit vanilla (as you can see.)  INTENSELY HUGE lemon taste from the cake.  HUGE.  Vanilla?  No.  All I can taste is the cake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bit the chocolate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RdguNMFsrmI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oULwl077I4Q/s1600-h/pop2bites.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RdguNMFsrmI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oULwl077I4Q/s320/pop2bites.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032823387704831586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(P.S. Look how HUGE this cookie is in relation to the plate...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't taste it.  Just the cake.  A hint of chocolate.  But it mostly tastes like a cakey cookie you'd get at a diner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried to keep eating it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RdguwMFsrnI/AAAAAAAAAH8/iycV-5DUiyI/s1600-h/pophalf.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RdguwMFsrnI/AAAAAAAAAH8/iycV-5DUiyI/s320/pophalf.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032823989000253042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Blergh.  It's getting really hard to finish this thing.  Its like eating 10 pancakes.  All I taste is cake, and the vanilla side ESPECIALLY is becoming increasingly unpleasant to choke down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RdgvqcFsroI/AAAAAAAAAIE/4e06lrA1qqE/s1600-h/popjordan.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RdgvqcFsroI/AAAAAAAAAIE/4e06lrA1qqE/s320/popjordan.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032824989727633026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Eating it has ceased to be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO CLOSE....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RdgwvMFsrpI/AAAAAAAAAIM/FZ0WW31paIY/s1600-h/popalmost.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RdgwvMFsrpI/AAAAAAAAAIM/FZ0WW31paIY/s320/popalmost.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032826170843639442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Finally it was over.  Though normally my plate is wiped clean, I just couldn't bear to finish the remaining crumbs.  Even looking at them made me sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RdgxLMFsrqI/AAAAAAAAAIU/74OVNAORh7Q/s1600-h/popcrumbs.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RdgxLMFsrqI/AAAAAAAAAIU/74OVNAORh7Q/s400/popcrumbs.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032826651879976610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong.  The cookie was good.  I mean...every black and white cookie tastes GOOD (except Fernando's....)   But some are just...not THAT good.  And make you sick halfway through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jordan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38037358-4795536663241675014?l=blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/feeds/4795536663241675014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38037358&amp;postID=4795536663241675014&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/4795536663241675014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/4795536663241675014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/2007/02/pop-diner-black-and-white-cookie.html' title='POP Diner Black and White Cookie'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RdgmcsFsrfI/AAAAAAAAAG8/ZZmLUxroTO4/s72-c/POPDiner.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-3431473387435701023</id><published>2007-02-12T04:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T05:35:54.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'>KING RICHARD Black and White</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;BEHOLD.  KING RICHARD DOTH APPROACHETH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RdA6PcFsrYI/AAAAAAAAAFo/I6tnVH1-ODI/s1600-h/KingRichard.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RdA6PcFsrYI/AAAAAAAAAFo/I6tnVH1-ODI/s400/KingRichard.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030584820685385090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Noble Jordan the 1st, in misrememberance of his camera's batteries, must etch with weary hands the telltale story of King Richard the Cookie, of Mt. Vernon, New Yorketh.  King Richard had cake of darkest brown, unusual for a cookie of his ilk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RdA7icFsrZI/AAAAAAAAAFw/MNwIHJp4GqQ/s1600-h/kingcookie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 312px; height: 344px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RdA7icFsrZI/AAAAAAAAAFw/MNwIHJp4GqQ/s400/kingcookie.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030586246614527378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"And what a gray day" proclaimed his servant, Lorelee, "I would weep!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"A fool sees a gray day," smirked the King.  "In my hearts eye, the day is Black and White!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;The hand of God smashes down.  Bitten is King's vanilla side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RdA8vMFsraI/AAAAAAAAAF4/YigZFbFZ-2k/s1600-h/kingvanillabite.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RdA8vMFsraI/AAAAAAAAAF4/YigZFbFZ-2k/s320/kingvanillabite.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030587565169487266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Ouch!  Teeth surprised at rock hard bite!  Vanilla barely there, under rusty dirty taste of cake that's old.  Sugary flavor, unmemorable.  Strange cake taste!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RdA-x8FsrcI/AAAAAAAAAGI/pfFFv87rNjY/s1600-h/kingjordan1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RdA-x8FsrcI/AAAAAAAAAGI/pfFFv87rNjY/s320/kingjordan1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030589811437383106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Eh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RdA9y8FsrbI/AAAAAAAAAGA/XkcLYjZqQQI/s1600-h/kingchocolatebite.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RdA9y8FsrbI/AAAAAAAAAGA/XkcLYjZqQQI/s320/kingchocolatebite.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030588729105624498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Darkness arrives, and gobbled aside!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Rubbery texture, like biting toy of dog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Chocolate tastes good, but not very strong!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;The cake on it's own is filled with delight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;The flavors on top are all too slight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RdBAI8FsrdI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/nIcWplPn3Hc/s1600-h/kingjordan2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RdBAI8FsrdI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/nIcWplPn3Hc/s320/kingjordan2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030591306086002130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"I will not be bitten," yells King Richard, "by the cursed likes of thee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;To toil and rule, under a golden red sky,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Lambs at my feet, crown on my crown,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;No God bites without consequence,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;No man is bitten without rage!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;As final bites commence, shining angels descend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;The King is King of the Underworld now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;as his final words spelled out by falling trees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;his ghost decrees,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"My cake was brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;My vanilla was hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;My chocolate was rubbery,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;My flesh has been marred.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Oh, the foul, sickly life of a man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;He speaks and no one hears,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;He cries and children laugh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Under a fool's moon, and a howling sky,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I am only too glad to die."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RdBCMMFsreI/AAAAAAAAAGY/jrNM2weBUeY/s1600-h/kinglonglive.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RdBCMMFsreI/AAAAAAAAAGY/jrNM2weBUeY/s320/kinglonglive.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030593560943832546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;-Jordan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: bottom;" rowspan="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="white-space: nowrap;" width="1%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38037358-3431473387435701023?l=blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/feeds/3431473387435701023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38037358&amp;postID=3431473387435701023&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/3431473387435701023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/3431473387435701023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/2007/02/king-richard-black-and-white.html' title='KING RICHARD Black and White'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RdA6PcFsrYI/AAAAAAAAAFo/I6tnVH1-ODI/s72-c/KingRichard.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-2564359847112905323</id><published>2007-01-27T02:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T02:54:36.290-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Thank You from the Black and White Cookie Company!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thanks guys!  They sent me another box of oh-so-delicious cookies.  Me and my attractive friends had a crazy out of control cookie party in celebration!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictured from left to right:  Bottom row: Matt, Becky, Krissy, Jason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Top row:  Jordan, James, Dave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rbr_gGisdqI/AAAAAAAAAEs/O5mjOtFVkw4/s1600-h/Cookie+party+7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rbr_gGisdqI/AAAAAAAAAEs/O5mjOtFVkw4/s400/Cookie+party+7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024609261262239394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hangin out!  Down the street!  The same old thing!  We did last week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RbsAQmisdrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ibPmqz0ktkg/s1600-h/Cookie+party+6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RbsAQmisdrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ibPmqz0ktkg/s400/Cookie+party+6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024610094485894834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm the ghostly blur on the left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RbsBR2isdsI/AAAAAAAAAE8/ucUi8hjXDMs/s1600-h/Cookie+party+5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RbsBR2isdsI/AAAAAAAAAE8/ucUi8hjXDMs/s400/Cookie+party+5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024611215472359106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at these crackers!  I mean cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RbsB4misdtI/AAAAAAAAAFE/AtxAvJ5wbuo/s1600-h/Cookie+party+4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RbsB4misdtI/AAAAAAAAAFE/AtxAvJ5wbuo/s400/Cookie+party+4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024611881192290002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately everyone was busy holding the cookies u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;p so much that they never got eaten!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RbsDAmisduI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Pfdl4j_gpDI/s1600-h/Cookie+party+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RbsDAmisduI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Pfdl4j_gpDI/s400/Cookie+party+1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024613118142871266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;From all of us, thanks again, &lt;a href="http://www.blackandwhitecookies.com/"&gt;Black and White Cookie Company!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blackandwhitecookiecompany.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jordan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38037358-2564359847112905323?l=blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/feeds/2564359847112905323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38037358&amp;postID=2564359847112905323&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/2564359847112905323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/2564359847112905323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/2007/01/thank-you-from-black-and-white-cookie.html' title='A Thank You from the Black and White Cookie Company!'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Rbr_gGisdqI/AAAAAAAAAEs/O5mjOtFVkw4/s72-c/Cookie+party+7.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-5284043170737007329</id><published>2007-01-18T02:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T03:00:13.458-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Serpe's Bakery, Elsmere, Delaware</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My friend Daniel:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Ra8jSWisdmI/AAAAAAAAAD8/rtU1atMy684/s1600-h/IMGP1957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Ra8jSWisdmI/AAAAAAAAAD8/rtU1atMy684/s320/IMGP1957.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021270907737110114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...went to Delaware, and brought me back a surprise:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Ra8jyWisdnI/AAAAAAAAAEE/gMmZ3trP6Hg/s1600-h/Cookie+serpes.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Ra8jyWisdnI/AAAAAAAAAEE/gMmZ3trP6Hg/s320/Cookie+serpes.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021271457492924018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That's his label that he provided.  He knows how this blog WORKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serpe's eh??  Elsmere, eh???  Delaware, eh????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see how Delaware does a Black and White Cookie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took out the cookie and it was FLAT.  The opposite of the cookie I had last night (didn't even give myself time to digest...maybe the 2 cookies are making friends in my stomach.)  It was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; like a giant sized novelty coin.  It was like a small Frisbee.  Like a cartoon character after being smashed with a mallet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The vanilla side -- Woooooow.  REALLY good!!  Very...DIFFERENT.  Unique.  Original.  A vanilla I haven't tasted before.  Very milky and sweet, like ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Chocolate:  POW.  Huge taste that punched me in the mouth.  For such a flat cookie, it packed a lot of personality.  The chocolate also had a strange transformation in it's aftertaste, getting into kind of a muddy dark chocolate flavor that slowly fades out in your mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Ra8mYWisdoI/AAAAAAAAAEM/yssMBD2b8vc/s1600-h/Cookie+serpes+hold.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Ra8mYWisdoI/AAAAAAAAAEM/yssMBD2b8vc/s320/Cookie+serpes+hold.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021274309351208578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Looks delicious, doesn't it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I can't even recall what the cake part was like, as the two flavors completely overpowered it.  Maybe this is as it should be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The icing was kind of hard.  Probably cause the cookie had to travel from Delaware, then I waited a few days to eat it.  But it will still edible.  One of the cookies on this blog had icing as hard as a rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished the cookies and poured myself a glass of milk.  Wow...look how one gl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ass drained the new milk that was bought:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Ra8nxGisdpI/AAAAAAAAAEU/N71ZGVRf8Xk/s1600-h/Cookie+serpes+milk.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Ra8nxGisdpI/AAAAAAAAAEU/N71ZGVRf8Xk/s320/Cookie+serpes+milk.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021275834064598674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;WHAT A GREAT BLOG THIS IS!!!!  :)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Jordan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38037358-5284043170737007329?l=blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/feeds/5284043170737007329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38037358&amp;postID=5284043170737007329&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/5284043170737007329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/5284043170737007329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/2007/01/serpes-bakery-elsmere-delaware.html' title='Serpe&apos;s Bakery, Elsmere, Delaware'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Ra8jSWisdmI/AAAAAAAAAD8/rtU1atMy684/s72-c/IMGP1957.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-1164255865305877964</id><published>2007-01-17T02:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T03:31:15.172-05:00</updated><title type='text'>La Dolce Italia Bakery</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So even though a friend of mine bought me a black and white cookie today (next post), my mom came home with a box of freshly made black and white cookies from La Dolce Italia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Bakery in Forest Hills, NY (home of Peter Parker.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Ra3bvGisdhI/AAAAAAAAADA/xLaotUZZCgU/s1600-h/cookies+in+box.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Ra3bvGisdhI/AAAAAAAAADA/xLaotUZZCgU/s320/cookies+in+box.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020910761844438546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;                                                      &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                              Look at that seductive gaze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want them to go bad, and I ALSO didn't want my family to eat them all, so I wrapped one up and brought it upstairs to hide in my room until the coast was clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Ra3cQ2isdiI/AAAAAAAAADI/fMEEJFf9SXw/s1600-h/cookie+in+bag.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Ra3cQ2isdiI/AAAAAAAAADI/fMEEJFf9SXw/s400/cookie+in+bag.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020911341665023522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                            &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no one will hurt you, little cookie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;At 2:00 AM I went downstairs to check this shit OUT.  I unwrapped the plastic and WOOOOOH...A STRONG STRONG and delicious smell blew out of the bag.  Wow.  It didn't smell like the usual B&amp;W...It smelled like the kind of sugar cookies you'd buy in one of those metal heart shaped tins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cookie was SOFT.  And spongey.   Look at it!  It has moon-like craters.    I was excited beyond belief.   Even more beyond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Ra3c6WisdjI/AAAAAAAAADQ/0J1fI9YeixE/s1600-h/cookie+spongey.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Ra3c6WisdjI/AAAAAAAAADQ/0J1fI9YeixE/s400/cookie+spongey.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020912054629594674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;                                             &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it's bigger than the entenmann's one, that's for sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a bite of the vanilla side.  Ever notice I always do vanilla side first?  Here's why:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chocolate is usually more flavorful and powerful in taste.  My concern is that by tasting th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;e chocolate first, my interpretation of the vanilla will be clouded and distorted by the chocolate still on my taste buds.  Vanilla tends to evaporate within the mouth easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.  I didn't even taste vanilla.  At all.  All I tasted was the cake.  VERY VERY good, but the cake and it's lemony  spongyness completely overpowered the vanilla.  I went in for a 2nd try, this time with the  vanilla side DOWN on my tongue...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing. I CAN'T TASTE THE VANILLA!  Only cake.  Oh well, I give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next I bit the...how you say, chocolate.  Woooo, very flavorful and very, well, chocolatey.  Nothing outstandingly unique...while it was above average, in general it was a familiar B&amp;W chocolate taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the cookie was half eaten, I looked at the spongey cake from a different angle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Ra3dMWisdkI/AAAAAAAAADY/FnfJjnyv6Sw/s1600-h/cookie+inside.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Ra3dMWisdkI/AAAAAAAAADY/FnfJjnyv6Sw/s400/cookie+inside.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020912363867240002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                           &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;why the frown?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wow!!  Really soft and light and fluffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cookie was very good, very LARGE, and made me very full.  I was stunned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Ra3dvGisdlI/AAAAAAAAADg/m4XUS-z4LuA/s1600-h/jordan+stunned.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Ra3dvGisdlI/AAAAAAAAADg/m4XUS-z4LuA/s320/jordan+stunned.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020912960867694162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                    &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;  me, and girlfriend (not pictured)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jordan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38037358-1164255865305877964?l=blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/feeds/1164255865305877964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38037358&amp;postID=1164255865305877964&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/1164255865305877964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/1164255865305877964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/2007/01/la-dolce-italia-bakery.html' title='La Dolce Italia Bakery'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/Ra3bvGisdhI/AAAAAAAAADA/xLaotUZZCgU/s72-c/cookies+in+box.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-2573530053803135089</id><published>2007-01-09T03:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T04:30:10.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Black and White Cookie Company</title><content type='html'>I come home, after a long, stressful day, and there is a big box of Black and White Cookies waiting for me from the great people at the &lt;a href="http://www.blackandwhitecookies.com"&gt;Black and White Cookie Company.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words refuse to describe the joy I felt.  I ripped the box open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RaNX1EfAw5I/AAAAAAAAACE/k3yr4fWb-os/s1600-h/Jan8thCookie+Box.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RaNX1EfAw5I/AAAAAAAAACE/k3yr4fWb-os/s320/Jan8thCookie+Box.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017950979069363090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How wonderful!  12 Heart Shaped Cookies!  Hey, here's a picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RaNYHUfAw6I/AAAAAAAAACM/nWouF5dTcf8/s1600-h/Jan8thcookie+table.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RaNYHUfAw6I/AAAAAAAAACM/nWouF5dTcf8/s320/Jan8thcookie+table.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017951292601975714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family went berserk.  HOORAY.  And what's this?  Black and RED Cookies?  RED and white cookies?  WHAAAAAT???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the red was mind blowing and eye exploding, I was a bit sad there were only 3 chocolate/vanilla cookies in the mix!  But I can't possibly complain about receiving a box of cookies.  So I won't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom curiously grabbed a Black and Red Cookie.  She took a bite, and seemed to enjoy it.  I left the room for 5 minutes, and when I came back only crumbs remained.  I THINK she enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As to not ruin my dinner, I waited until...err...3 AM...to finally put the cookies to the test.  Actually I don't think any of the posts on this blog take place before 3 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked into the kitchen and HORROR.  Everyone in my family ate all the black and whites???  What the...???  I'm still baffled by this, as not only did I inform everyone that the box was delivered to me SPECIFICALLY so that I can taste/review the black and white cookies, but well...I SAID DON'T EAT ALL THE BLACK AND WHITE COOKIES.  Honestly I'm baffled how this happened.  Baffled with a capital FF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All baffling aside, I had to act.  I took one White and Red, and one Red and Black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RaNaD0fAw7I/AAAAAAAAACU/kz5xvOhuqbw/s1600-h/Jan8thcookies1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RaNaD0fAw7I/AAAAAAAAACU/kz5xvOhuqbw/s320/Jan8thcookies1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017953431495689138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tore them in half, and surgically conjoined them into a Black and White Cookie (with some red halves left over)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RaNae0fAw8I/AAAAAAAAACc/DlwBaARfrvc/s1600-h/Jan8thcookies+broken.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RaNae0fAw8I/AAAAAAAAACc/DlwBaARfrvc/s320/Jan8thcookies+broken.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017953895352157122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man behind Black and White Cookie Company suggested I place the cookie in the microwave for about 3-5 seconds before eating.  That was such a simple and great idea, I can't believe I haven't done it before.  Actually I have, to chocolate donuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I ate the Red halves.  Strawberry!  Very very good.  Not Black OR White but still good.  HUH.  I would probably not buy one specifically if I were in the market for a Black and White Cookie, but it tasted better than I thought it would.  It really had a lot of flavor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I took a vanilla bite.  I swear I'm not being a suck-up-because-they-sent-me-a-box, but it was incredibly good.  My first reaction was "this is the best vanilla so far."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized that most of the cookies I've been reviewing, besides the vanilla side being ROCK HARD, they have also just been intensely sugary, like a flat frozen rock of vanilla maple syrup.  This vanilla really tasted like vanilla, and like that special vanilla you get on a black and white cookie.  And it was soft!  Maybe it was the 5 seconds in the microwave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the chocolate side.  Very very good.  Maybe not the best I've tried ("Joey's" strange brownie-like chocolate from my previous post was quite intriguing), but this tasted like real bakery homemade.  In fact in my pencil notes, the first thing I wrote was "old fashioned."  It tasted more like the way you REMEMBER a Black and White Cookie tasting, unlike the grocery store bought ones I've been trying.  Also of note, the chocolate frosting (or icing?  what is this stuff?) also covered the SIDES of the cookie, draping all the way over to the back.   Because of the heart shape, the cookie wasn't as flat as some other B&amp;W's I've seen.  A whole new experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cake was delicious, with a hint of lemon, perfect texture.  Even without the frosting the cake would have been a satisfying dessert. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then...it was done.  That's it?  I wanted another!  Black and White Cookies can be very heavy, and I usually feel sick and full after eating them, but in this case I could have eaten more.  And I technically had already eaten 2, since I ate the 2 Red halves.   No WONDER my family ate all 3 exclusively Black and White Cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, this is not a suck-up review.  They were very good, probably because I have only been buying grocery store cookies so far, and this was from a bakery called "THE BLACK AND WHITE COOKIE COMPANY." I do know of a few bakeries and diners that have incredibly good ones also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, thanks to the Black and White Cookie Company for the heavily shrink wrapped, heart shaped, family tempting,  12-is-clearly-not-enough cookies, my heart goes out to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RaNd-0fAw9I/AAAAAAAAACk/_3_j16Nh3tw/s1600-h/Jan8thIHEARTBlackandwhite.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RaNd-0fAw9I/AAAAAAAAACk/_3_j16Nh3tw/s400/Jan8thIHEARTBlackandwhite.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017957743642854354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jordan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38037358-2573530053803135089?l=blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/feeds/2573530053803135089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38037358&amp;postID=2573530053803135089&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/2573530053803135089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/2573530053803135089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/2007/01/black-and-white-cookie-company.html' title='The Black and White Cookie Company'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RaNX1EfAw5I/AAAAAAAAACE/k3yr4fWb-os/s72-c/Jan8thCookie+Box.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-1989131104800774083</id><published>2007-01-05T04:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T04:57:23.795-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Love Story of Joey and Allison</title><content type='html'>This is a story about a boy cookie named Joey, from North Newark, New Jersey, and a girl cookie named Allison, from Brooklyn.  Both found each other in a deli, on 20th street and 7th avenue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RZ4fPEfAw3I/AAAAAAAAABs/vJ77eyWthw0/s1600-h/Cookies+03.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RZ4fPEfAw3I/AAAAAAAAABs/vJ77eyWthw0/s400/Cookies+03.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016481378699625330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joey was a smooth man with the ladies.  His catchphrase - "LUV IN EVERY BITE" may have been a bit presumptuous, but Allison needed a bit of excitement in her life.  Maybe this Joey is just what she was looking for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allison was soft.  But not very sweet.  She had two sides to her,  sure, like everybody.  Her light side, which was adequate and pleasant, and her DARK side, which strangely had not much going on for it at all.  Underneath these sides was...cake.  This cake was the best part of Allison.  It tasted like fresh homemade cake, or cupcakes.  This was something Joey could not realize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RZ4X30fAwwI/AAAAAAAAAAU/g1eNJwP6Cnc/s1600-h/Cookies+02.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RZ4X30fAwwI/AAAAAAAAAAU/g1eNJwP6Cnc/s320/Cookies+02.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016473282686272258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                         "&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nd when the planet hit the sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                       I saw the face of Allison" - black francis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Joey was HARD.  HARD AS A ROCK.  TOUGH.  A REAL MAN.  He also had 2 sides to him.  His light side was WEIRD, had a soapy, or fruity taste to it.  VERY strange.   Very tiring to swallow.  Allison could barely tolerate it.  But Joey was a strange cookie.  His dark side however...WATCH OUT. Intensely chocolatey.   Yeah, you heard me.   Like a brownie.  Much stronger and much more confident than Allison's dark side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two cookies fell in love.  THEY KISSED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RZ4ZEUfAwxI/AAAAAAAAAAk/O2vLsnPNCk0/s1600-h/Cookies+kiss.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RZ4ZEUfAwxI/AAAAAAAAAAk/O2vLsnPNCk0/s320/Cookies+kiss.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016474596946264850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were completely different, but so much alike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They went to amusement parks, watched movies, argued over where to eat for dinner, all the great things couples do.  Why, they even made love.  Somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, Allison seemed...distant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RZ4Z50fAwyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/2BorNbjLBfs/s1600-h/Cookies+breakup.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RZ4Z50fAwyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/2BorNbjLBfs/s320/Cookies+breakup.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016475516069266210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Allison?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allison got tired of Jordan...I mean...Joey's drifting, aimless existence, and went on to look for something more.  She was too soft for such a hard, emotionless cookie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this is the misconception.  While Allison was soft, she was tasteless.  She had no real emotion.  That's why she could leave him so easily.   Joey was hard on the outside, but had a STRONG STRONG flavor inside.   Now he was all alone.   Chewed up.  Hopeless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RZ4avUfAwzI/AAAAAAAAAA0/X-IKbjrwHL8/s1600-h/Cookies+alone.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RZ4avUfAwzI/AAAAAAAAAA0/X-IKbjrwHL8/s320/Cookies+alone.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016476435192267570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Joey stepped up on a block of ice,&lt;br /&gt;put a rope around his neck,&lt;br /&gt;fell asleep before he died" - martin tielli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And so, painfully alone, with no purpose in life, Joey gave up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And me?  Well I chill-axed with a glass of milk, yo.  Everything was aaaaall good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RZ4fikfAw4I/AAAAAAAAAB0/96A-CQFNSQY/s1600-h/Cookies+relax+with+milk.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RZ4fikfAw4I/AAAAAAAAAB0/96A-CQFNSQY/s400/Cookies+relax+with+milk.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016481713707074434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Jordan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Thanks to &lt;a href="http://lustylady.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rachel Kramer Bussel&lt;/a&gt; for linking to this blog!  Check out her various blogs about cupcakes, sex, and possibly some sort of combination of the two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38037358-1989131104800774083?l=blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/feeds/1989131104800774083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38037358&amp;postID=1989131104800774083&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/1989131104800774083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/1989131104800774083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/2007/01/love-story-of-joey-and-allison.html' title='The Love Story of Joey and Allison'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JRXLWgXR56A/RZ4fPEfAw3I/AAAAAAAAABs/vJ77eyWthw0/s72-c/Cookies+03.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-116678521236744088</id><published>2006-12-22T05:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T06:02:24.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Entenmanns's Black &amp; White Cookie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;THE BIG BOYS.  Entenmann's is a huge cake, donut, cookies, etc company and now they have a "NEW" Black and White Cookie!  I'm surprised it's taken them this long!  But why is it so small?  Here it is next to David Duchovney's Head:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3988/3564/1600/183352/Cookie%204%20A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3988/3564/320/257577/Cookie%204%20A.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                       &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;                                             The X-File of the smaller than average B&amp;W Cookie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Anyway, I looked on the back and wohhhh!  About twice or even THREE (or even FOUR) times the amount of ingredients as the other black and white cookies I've been getti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ng!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3988/3564/1600/987446/Cookie%204%20ingredients.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3988/3564/320/518875/Cookie%204%20ingredients.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See that big chunk of text?  This cookie's GOTTA BE GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3988/3564/1600/996546/Cookie%204%20unwrapped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3988/3564/320/283977/Cookie%204%20unwrapped.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But still very small...and neat looking.  Look at it!  It looks like a pill you could swallow.  Or like a cartoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;However VERY impressive and tasty looking was the BACK.  You see there has been a nice WRAP-AROUND of the icing, with dabs of it even trying to get all the way to the back center.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3988/3564/1600/718808/Cookie%204%20back.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3988/3564/320/150585/Cookie%204%20back.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A nice WRAP-AROUND, you see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I took two bites.  One of the vanilla and one of the chocolate.  Pictured:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3988/3564/1600/782415/Cookie%204%20bites.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3988/3564/320/286836/Cookie%204%20bites.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Again those are not MASSIVE gross bites, the cookie was VERY SMALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty good.  The CAKE on the vanilla side was very soft and squishy, but it seemed thicker on the chocolate side.  I know it sounds crazy but I swear it's true.  Both sides had a pretty strong taste, but both were kind of stiff and a bit plain.  It was very good, but I've had better B&amp;W's and I've had better Entenmann's products. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also:  Another one from New Jersey.  Totawa, NJ.  Is NJ just one big Black and White Cookie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 6 AM.  Goodnight, world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jordan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Good lord, thanks to Dave Fox again, for picking up the bill for this cookie.  I was in the 7-11 parked illegally outside and some cops pulled up (to come in.)  I grabbed the cookie, threw it to Dave, yelped "BUY THIS FOR ME!" and he did so I could go to my car.  Good man.  Http://www.myspace.com/davedead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38037358-116678521236744088?l=blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/feeds/116678521236744088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38037358&amp;postID=116678521236744088&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/116678521236744088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/116678521236744088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/2006/12/entenmannss-black-white-cookie.html' title='Entenmanns&apos;s Black &amp; White Cookie'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-116661187373248432</id><published>2006-12-20T05:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T05:56:05.783-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Muffins 'N Stuff Black &amp; White Cookie</title><content type='html'>Joining me for this excursion was friend and cookie-appreciator David Fox.  We stopped into a 7-11 where I found the "Muffins 'N Stuff" brand B &amp; W Cookie.  Another one from New Jersey, this time 53 Jersey Street, Patterson, NJ.  Hmm does every B&amp;amp;W come from...Jersey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3988/3564/1600/735697/Cookie%203%20jordan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3988/3564/320/897361/Cookie%203%20jordan.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I look suspicious it's because there was a cockroach on the floor near the cookie tray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left 7-11.  Here's Dave in front of a cookie shaped gate, holding "the" cookie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3988/3564/1600/147902/Cookie%203%20dave%20outside.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3988/3564/320/557584/Cookie%203%20dave%20outside.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't know what looks tastier, the cookie or the gate!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short story long:  I put the cookie in my pocket and we headed to dunkin donuts to chiiiiill.  Dave decided to have a plain donut to combat my Black and White cookie.  See how he gloats?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3988/3564/1600/849730/davedunkindonuts3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3988/3564/320/806346/davedunkindonuts3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was not his face AFTER the donut.  It was bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAAANYWAY, I'm digressing.  We went back to my house, watched "Death to the Supermodels" (which was amazing and had more monkey sounds in a movie than ever thought possible) and I put the cookie on my lap.  Here is a picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3988/3564/1600/524301/cookie%203red.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3988/3564/320/942242/cookie%203red.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For some insane reason the pic came out completely red.   Perhaps this was an omen?  And yes that's a small bit of chocolate peeled off with the wrapper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to the taste:  It was kind of rubbery.   The vanilla side wasn't as hard as the past cookies have been, but also did not have as strong a taste.  The chocolate side also did not have a strong taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DON'T think it wasn't good.  Dude, it's a black and white cookie, it was delicious.  But it was not confident, not fresh, not...unbelievable.  Dave asked me "well, what do you think?"  I said "Eh, doesn't taste like much" and I sensed myself becoming a cookie snob.  I want people to know I am still enjoying and loving the cookies even if they do not blow my mind.  I'm not a snob!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gets the award for softest vanilla side so far.  Also Miss Most Rubbery Texture 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I ate a bunch of mini twix bars left over from a party, and then this is what I looked like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3988/3564/1600/570465/JordanFull%20Cookie3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3988/3564/320/817112/JordanFull%20Cookie3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                            &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A very skinny guy trying to look full and fat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the whole INCREDIBLY entertaining experience was over, we wondered if a Pineapple review blog would be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3988/3564/1600/29362/Dave%20pineapple6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3988/3564/320/94070/Dave%20pineapple6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU'VE GOT EM, FLAUNT EM I always say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jordan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Thanks to Dave.  Visit &lt;a href="http://www.davefoxart.com"&gt;davefoxart.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38037358-116661187373248432?l=blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/feeds/116661187373248432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38037358&amp;postID=116661187373248432&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/116661187373248432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/116661187373248432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/2006/12/muffins-n-stuff-black-white-cookie_20.html' title='Muffins &apos;N Stuff Black &amp; White Cookie'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-116625440488505230</id><published>2006-12-16T02:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T02:33:24.893-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Daisy's Black and White Supreme</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;From Clifton, NJ comes Daisy's Black and White...SUPREME.  Doesn't even say "cookie" on it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Bought at a grocery on 1st avenue and 9th street in Manhattan, it was the only B&amp;W left in the store.  Hopefully there aren't other people doing a blog like this and cleaning house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The first curiosity about this particular cookie is how part of the chocolate side has somehow MELDED into the vanilla side!  Oh my god!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3988/3564/1600/478638/IMGP1853.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3988/3564/320/88692/IMGP1853.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Even before unwrapping the plastic I could feel that the cake and chocolate side was soft, and the vanilla side was hard.  This seems to be the norm.  I wonder how hard it will be to find a cookie with a soft vanilla side?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I opened the wrapper and: SHOCK.  The chocolate icing has also MELDED to the wrapper!  This chocolate sure likes melding!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3988/3564/1600/589021/cookie%202%20unwrapped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3988/3564/320/27207/cookie%202%20unwrapped.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;Missing chocolate on right, found chocolate on left&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Unfortunately, something that hasn't melded with the chocolate is TASTE.  While the vanilla side was hard, ultra sugary and very vanilla, the chocolate side, though pleasing, didn't really have a strong chocolate taste.   It was a struggle of the tongue to get a feeling of chocolate out of it.  I took a bite of the icing where the chocolate MELDED with the vanilla, and the vanilla completely overpowered it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;In all, this was a satisfying cookie and I was happy when I ate it, but there's much better out there.  Supreme?  No.  Daisy?  Well...yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38037358-116625440488505230?l=blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/feeds/116625440488505230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38037358&amp;postID=116625440488505230&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/116625440488505230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/116625440488505230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/2006/12/daisys-black-and-white-supreme.html' title='Daisy&apos;s Black and White Supreme'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-116608312524181827</id><published>2006-12-14T02:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T02:58:45.256-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Fernando's Bakery" brand Black &amp; White Cookie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Something is STRANGE about this cookie, people!  I bought it at a grocery store in Williamsburg in the afternoon, looked forward to it all day, and of course told people through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;out the day that "I got a cookie waiting for me back home."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3988/3564/1600/587653/cookie%20fernandosmall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3988/3564/320/365765/cookie%20fernandosmall.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Plus:  Right as I held it I could feel it was soft!  Ironically, the black and white "cookie" is actually best when it is soft, more like cake, rather than crunchy like a cookie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3988/3564/1600/821361/cookie%201%20hand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 181px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3988/3564/200/997108/cookie%201%20hand.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I put it to my mouth and already I smelled something weird.  I bit in to the vanilla side (I always bite vanilla first, for som&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e reason.)  Oughwwow!  There is a bad bad taste hidden in this cookie.  A hint of soap, and even a hint of sweat.  MAYBE it's my own hands but I don't normally have this problem when I eat food.  And I know my own hands.  This tastes like OTHER people's hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The cake was spongey but the vanilla side, as usual, was hard.  The chocolate side however was soft all around.  There was still a subtle gross sweat taste.   If the chocolate side wasn't so good, I probably would have thrown it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Fernando's Bakery is in Linden, New Jersey, with the slogan "Taste the Quality."  I did taste the quality.  The bad quality.   Sorry Fernando.  But you have to wash your hands before you make these cookies.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jordan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38037358-116608312524181827?l=blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/feeds/116608312524181827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38037358&amp;postID=116608312524181827&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/116608312524181827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/116608312524181827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/2006/12/fernandos-bakery-brand-black-white.html' title='&quot;Fernando&apos;s Bakery&quot; brand Black &amp; White Cookie'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38037358.post-116604031451713411</id><published>2006-12-13T15:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T16:09:14.662-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This blog...</title><content type='html'>This blog is going to review all the different Black and White cookies I can find.  In NYC or otherwise.  I have noticed that some are great, some are crap, and most are in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn't a "black and white cookie every day" kind of review blog, cause I think I would vomit, but I will try to keep it up regularly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will also try to provide pictures, and maybe even songs, all related to black and white cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jordan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38037358-116604031451713411?l=blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/feeds/116604031451713411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38037358&amp;postID=116604031451713411&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/116604031451713411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38037358/posts/default/116604031451713411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackandwhitecookiereview.blogspot.com/2006/12/this-blog.html' title='This blog...'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13858465228077926840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
