Tag: oreos

OK. The Oreo Thins Mint Creme? They’re awesome.

They are not quite at Girl Scout Cookie Thin Mints levels of awesome, but they hit the same general taste sensation area and you can get them year-round. You see them in a store, pick them up.  You see them on Amazon, well… thirteen and a half bucks a package is a bit much.  Which is to say, ‘highway robbery.’

Unless you live in Alaska or something and have to have everything flown in anyway.  In which case, order away.

Now that’s just wrong, @RepBrendanBoyle. Oreos? OREOS?

I’m not even mad. Just… it’s just such a smallness, to be this kind of person.

I… refuse to say no to Oreo. If Oreos are wrong, I don’t want to be right. In fact, I’m going to go have two Oreos RIGHT NOW. Continue reading Now that’s just wrong, @RepBrendanBoyle. Oreos? OREOS?

A self-indulgent personal blog post. Oreos are involved.

So my wife tells me as she’s leaving that she has pulled a William Carlos Williams and had the last of the Oreos*.  Which is fine; she’s getting to the end of her second trimester.  Pregnant women get first dibs on the Oreos**.

So I’m in the kitchen getting myself a cup of coffee, and I pick up the container of Oreos and shake it, knowing full well that there aren’t any cookies in there, but you have to check – and damned if a cookie didn’t slide down the internal sleeve to serve as my demented American version of biscotti.

No further message; if I try to make this into something more profound people will throw rocks at my door, I’m sure of it.

Moe Lane

*Disturbingly, Amazon had a link for “Used and new” Oreos.

**It’s in the Constitution, actually.