Destructive and beautiful.
Pro: They’re delicious.
I’m more than satisfied with the cookies’ taste, which has a good amount of cinnamon and is sweet but not too sweet. The crunchiness is quite appealing, yet I never feel I have to work too hard for them to give up their tasty inner-workings.
Con: They’re delicious.
Damn these cookies! They are so small that it feels to me each one merely introduces the depths of their tantalizing flavor! It never satisfies the cinnamon hunger that it awakes. But I can never move past the initial “hello, I taste great.” One cookie is just enough to pique my taste buds and get them wanting more. Always more! Madness!
Pro: They’re small.
I think “oooo! I’ll just have about three with my coffee and that’s the perfect snack size for 5 o’clock coffee. Just three small, crunchy, cinnamon cookies from the huge container I keep right on my desk, right within reach. No more, no less. This is great!”
Con: They’re small.
They’re too small! They’re so small I can always have another one, or at least think that I can always have another one. What difference does one more tiny cookie make? What about five more? Twenty more! INSANITY!
Pro: They’re numerous.
For so many cookies, they were certainly a steal. 15 cookies is one serving, and there are 15 servings in a container which means 225 cookies, which would last me over two weeks if I just ate one serving a day. Wowzers! So cheap!
Con: They’re numerous.
There’re so many of them I can always convince myself that just one more cookie won’t hurt, that the actual level of cookies in the container will never go down, that the supply will never be depleted, even though I know, beyond a shadow of a glimmer of a doubt, that these cookies are numbered and they surely will end, and just as the earth itself is counting down its days to the final destruction when the sun blows up in billions of years, so will these cookies end, because there are at maximum 230 cookies in there, depending on weight discrepancies.
But my dumb psychology tells me that one more cookie has no real effect on the sum total of the cookies, even when there is mathematical, scientific, arithmetic proof that it does, but this is the Cats Cookie madness, and it is inescapable. My only hope now is that the cookies are gone in less than two weeks, which they surely will be, and that I don’t have enough motivation to drive all the way to Trader Joe’s again in order to purchase them, which I would likely do in a moment of weakness because I lay in their thrall. Help me.
Cookie anyone?
Snotting black 
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I love frivolously delicious cookies!
I bought all three of these (regular, ginger, and chocolate) once for my office. You got it right on the head; the pros are also the cons, and we had the bellyaches to prove it.
Wuh-oh. Must steer clear of these at the next TJ run, lest the diet be destroyed….
I feel your pain and confusion. My usual response when I’ve put myself in a similiar situation is, each them all as fast as possible and try to forget you ever bought them in the first place.
EAT them all, not each them all. Sigh.
I love the idea of pro and con each heading, shame we can’t get those cookies (we call them biscuits) in the UK, tell you what for every two you eat tell yourself one was for me then it’s my fault if you gain any weight.
I love that ! I wish someone would take the responsibility for half of what i ate… Then again that would only leave me with the feeling that I could eat more 😀