Animal crackers! I'd be lying if I said I didn't have a Friday afternoon ritual of buying a giant bag and eating the entire thing to myself. This cookie obsession has revived one of my favourite past times: eating cookies and milk. There's something inherently child-like about dipping a cookie in a glass of milk - watch someone doing it, and you'll know what I mean. The ceremonial dip, the satisfaction at having left the cookie in the milk for just long enough to reach that perfect consistency of tenderness and solidity.
I still remember walking through the entrance area of my house in pajamas, carrying a plate of chocolate chip cookies and a glass of milk to my bedroom, and there at the front door was my brother's girlfriend and a few of her friends.
"Awwww...that is SO CUTE. Cookies and milk! I didn't know anyone still did that anymore! You're adorable."
It would have been significantly less embarrassing if I hadn't been about 17 at the time. Seriously. But at least they weren't animal crackers. There's something slightly more dignified about eating food that isn't shaped like a kitty.
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