Rip-off
Earlier tonight I set out to bake myself a batch of walnut-chocolate chip cookies as a reward* for being a fairly good girl today. But as I started to break the pre-cut chunks off of the dough-brick (hush), I noticed that the cookie cubelets were significantly smaller than they usually are. (Yes, I’m quite familiar with this exact variety of instant cookie.)
What’s more, there were *six* rows of four cookies instead of the usual five. Thinking I’d picked up the wrong package, I checked the wrapper, only to find emblazoned on it the cheery message “Now makes 24 cookies!” As if shrinking the cookie size so that the walnuts won’t stay on and the chunks don’t distribute themselves as neatly across the cookie pan just so you can claim a twenty percent increase in cookie number were something to be proud of. For shame, Nestlé.
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* A sensible-sounding untruth. I have little self-discipline and cannot reward or punish myself. I baked the cookies because I wanted cookies, goshdarnit.