The Wily Snicker

I won’t open any edibles foreign to my palette as a general rule of thumb. I like to survey the scene and get a feel for the mastication experience I’m about to invest in.

Last week, my mother sent me a care package filled with an assortment of goodies – many of which I had not seen before. I looked over the following items carefully before opening:

Large font and a friendly face sealed the deal for me right away, however, I was impressed that it guaranteed its authenticity.

I trust a brand that has a legend behind it, but I wasn’t initially certain of the company’s motive. After noticing the roller coaster, I realized this was a company that maintained a merry attitude toward hummus production. Done deal.

I’m a big fan of the Oreo cookie and all variants. Never before have I experienced a candy cane flavored knock-off. Let me tell you – they’re delicious. What sold me on opening the package? The real bits of candy cane. The name.

Homemade cookies from Mom? I didn’t think twice about opening the container. Delicious.

Normally, I would have stopped this post two lines ago, but there is a situation you need to be aware of. Time and time again I have been reprimanded by a Texasman to update this blog at a weekly minimum. Clearly, I haven’t been keeping up with his demands, but more importantly, I do want to commit to doing something regularly here. Therefore, from this point on, every time I miss a weekly update, I will be forced to PayPal the state of Texas 99 cents. I’m not sure if a reward system will go into place if I exceed expectations, but I will keep you posted. Posted. See what I did there?