It’s like Christmas every time you come around. I could curl up in a blanket with a hot cuppa anything, grab an entire box and chow down. And had I never tried one, I would never have known that I like the flavor of coconut (yeah sorry, I’m one of those “like the taste, not the texture” people, but something’s better than nothing).
To be honest, it’s a good thing you’re around only once a year. If I could get you whenever I wanted, I’d spend my life buried in a blanket with cookie crumbs all over the place. So thanks, but no thanks, Girl Scouts (but really, give me four boxes)!
Regardless of my expanding waistline, I’m glad you’re here. It’s a delight.