My Obscurities

I dare say the answer to the above question was a resounding no.  Alas, hope springs eternal.  Thank you Alexander Pope.  I now understand that somewhere, out there, someone will have a cookie (perhaps, two cookies, thus making the word plural) in their backpack.  It is possible..nay, probable, that they are nowhere near my kitchen at the moment but I digress.  My point is that someone is happier than I am due to the presence of cookies.  I loathe you, tasty dessert eater.  You have unleashed my wrath.  Good luck. 

I wish I had brownies in my messenger bag.  It’s just better that way.  Backpacks hold cookies, messenger bags hold brownies.  That way there is no foul transference of flavors.  If I had brownies in my messenger bag then I would have no need to write this blog.  I’d be eating them with a glass of milk.  Again, I digress.

Let me regale you with the reasoning behind appropriate dessert transportation.  Backpacks are made of a harsher material than messenger bags…typically.  If you really stop to consider this and then juxtapose that against the texture of cookies, you will see that the two mix quite well together.  Kind for kind.  Brownies, conversely, are squishier than both cookies and backpacks.  Again, juxtapose that against the texture of messenger bags and there you have it.  Transport your desserts in similar textured bags, people.  Dang, even Alton Brown would agree with that.  I’m shaking my head like I’ve just imparted incredible wisdom.

Because I have.

God bless!