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Carri recently posted some cookie eating instructions on her blog.  Since she is my friend I felt duty bound to try it out.

I know.  Sometimes you just have to sacrifice like that for your friends.  That’s the down side of having friends.  It’s hard, but I’m a good friend.  So I jump right in and make all the big sacrifices.

This one even cost me money ‘cuz I had to buy the exactly right kind of cookie.  I’m tellin’ ya, I’m a good friend.

Please go to her blog and read the wonderful new way she has discovered to eat an Oreo cookie.

Try not to covet her cool-looking mugs.  It’ll be hard, but try.

Do that first, before reading the rest of what I have to say and show you about the cookies.

OK, I hope you read Carri’s post because now I’m gonna show you the harsh, ugly truth of it all.

First off, when my hubby brought them home from Walgreen’s this morning, the package had been opened and several of the cookies had been eaten!  How gross is that?

Nabisco, you are gonna have to make that easy open package a little less easy!

Walgreen’s was, of course, very contrite and readily exchanged the grossness for an un-molested package.

However, I wonder if our package was somewhat stale.  Or maybe Carri used the double stuff variety, but it seems like she would have mentioned that.  Anyway, my dinner knife kept prying the cookie planks off of the icing instead of just sticking in and creating a handle.

So we switched to a fork, which had very thin tines.  Still, I just kept busting cookies apart.  Hence the “fishing in milk with my fork” photo.  Lots of fishing.

But, not only am I a good friend, willing to drop everything and sacrifice sensible, nutritious eating plans, I also happen to be very tenacious.  I will not allow a mere cookie to best me!

So, we persevered in our quest to eat Oreos in the style of the Petersonclan.  We practiced and practiced and practiced some more.

Fork technique was particularly tricky.

Timing the dunk proved to be crucial.

Finally, a whole cookie, that stayed whole throughout the dunking and the lifting.

Practice, practice, practice.

We practiced and practiced until we just couldn’t practice any more.

I think we may need to practice again tomorrow (after another trip to Wag’s).

But, the important thing to remember is, man-o-man are Oreos ever delicious!  No, wait.   I don’t think that ‘s the most important thing.  What was it Carri said about family togetherness and doing fun things?  That’s the important thing.

So, drop whatever productive pursuit threatens to consume your day and run right out and purchase your own “research materials” and document your findings so you can report back to Carri and me.

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