I’ve run across a few other of these little miracles in my life and would like to now present a series called, “Favoritisms” since Oprah stole my idea for calling it, “Oprah’s Favorite Things.” I should have egged her vacation house when I was in Cabo.
To start things off easily and predictably, allow me to present to you...my favorite food products.
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Coffee, in general, tops the list. Coffeemate’s Cocunt Creme Coffee Creamer is so good, I’d drink it straight up if it contained caffeine. When I’m out and about and have an extra $5, I splurge on a Starbucks White Chocolate Mocha. The picture on the right doesn’t quite do it justice so I pulled this one out of the archives.
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Oh yeah.
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Oh yeah.
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Continuing the coconut theme, allow me to introduce you to Almond Joy Pieces. I thought I’d hit the jackpot when M&Ms came out with a coconut version last Christmas but these, THESE are so much tastier. If I sit down with a bag of these, I finish the bag of these.
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Cranberry Sauce shaped like a can.
Don’t try to offer me some freshly whipped up, all natural cranberry concoction with lumps that contains no preservatives. I need the sauce from the can that comes out shaped like the can. This delectable semi-solid graces every Thanksgiving and Christmas feast that I am a part of. It has also found a home in my Christmas stocking every year since I was about fifteen years old. Thanks Pops.
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Cranberry Sauce shaped like a can.
Don’t try to offer me some freshly whipped up, all natural cranberry concoction with lumps that contains no preservatives. I need the sauce from the can that comes out shaped like the can. This delectable semi-solid graces every Thanksgiving and Christmas feast that I am a part of. It has also found a home in my Christmas stocking every year since I was about fifteen years old. Thanks Pops.
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Hello, my Love.
Those who know me well, know that I LOVE fruit snacks. Actually, I don’t think “love” is a strong enough word to convey the emotion I feel when I see fruit snacks. I only had kids so that I’d have an excuse to buy fruit snacks at Costco.
Me and high fructose corn syrup, we have a thing.
3 comments:
Rotten milk out of sippy cups? You mean the ones that somehow go undetected for weeks under the couch, in a closet or under a bed? We used to call those "milk bombs." You will not miss them once your kids get older.
Because of you, I have begun to question people who think they are a ninja. I always ask, "but are you a FRUIT SNACK NINJA?" Because if they aren't... they haven't reached the highest level of ninja yet.
What? No Oxi-Clean??? Tell that dishwasher favorite to go clean the floors. See what happens then.
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