Star of wonder, star of light

I was shopping at Trader Joe’s the other day, and the man standing in line behind me was examining a package of Chocolate Drizzle Star cookies from the end cap display. “I wonder if these are any good,” he said to his girlfriend.

I turned around and said, “They’re wonderful. They’re very rich and satisfying, one is enough.”

He started laughing. “I don’t know, I’m trying to eat right and all,” he said, turning back to his girfriend with his hands out, pleading.

“Look, no trans fat,” I said helpfully. “It’s 160 calories. It’s Christmas!”

“All right, all right,” he said, still laughing. “But when I have a heart attack on Christmas Eve, I’m gonna tell everybody it’s because the nice white lady in Trader Joe’s made me buy those cookies.”

3 thoughts on “Star of wonder, star of light

  1. Sheesh, people lighten up about what’s good for you (the French paradox says otherwise)! And if you don’t know what that is, you SHOULD!

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