Sink, Swim or Drown? That is the Question.

Do you sink, swim or drown, Dear Reader? That is the question of the day.

Me? I am an affirmed swimmer.

What am I referring to you may ask, Dear Reader? How I (and you) eat cookies and milk, is the answer to that question.

With cookies, like I said above, I am an affirmed swimmer. What I call "swim" with cookies and milk, means, I prefer to take a bite of cookie and then a sip of milk, separately. I like to allow the two things to "swim" about in my mouth, for no more than a millisecond, as I chew. This way, the milk compliments the cookie but does NOT, under any circumstance, cause the cookie to turn to mush in my mouth. YUCK! Just the thought of that happening makes my stomach churn. With cake and/or pie, I never mix the two ingredients in my mouth. YUCK again. With bar cookies/brownies I sometimes will swim. That's me. I swim and don't sink or drown anything.

Our two daughters, Alyssa and Mia are sinkers. They will daintily sink/dip their cookies in milk and then, take a bite and then sink the cookie again and take a bite. I think you get the picture. If I lost you, Dear Reader, go get yourself a cup of something caffeinated, I'll wait... IF the caffeinated drink did not help you to follow the plot line and you are still not with me, the sink-nibble scenario repeats, several times until one of three things happen; the milk runs out, the pile of cookies runs out or the space in their tummy runs out. (Which ever happens first.)

My husband, Russell, is a drowner! He will fill a glass with cookies, pour milk into the glass over the cookies until they are completely covered with milk (or drowned as I say.) Then, Russell will wait until the whole thing becomes mushy enough to be eaten with a spoon. Can you imagine? OOOOOOO!!!! TRIPLE YUCK!!!!! Then, as if this was not yucky enough, he drinks whatever is left in the glass, on purpose! QUADRUPLE , ICKY POOPY YUCK-DO YUCK! Sometimes, in front of company, he will sink/dunk cookies instead of drowning them. (But do not believe or be fooled for a New York second into thinking anything about Russell is  "polite" when it comes to cookie consumption.) Russell fake sinks in polite company so he will seem like a sinker instead of the brutal drowner we all (and now, you all) know him to be! Oh the shame of being married to a drowner... I have tried intervention methods like being dramatic about how icky and yucky I find drowning cookies but to no avail,  once a drowner, always a drowner. Feel pity for me, Dear Readers.

How about you, Dear Reader? Do you sink (dunk) swim (like me?) or drown? Please share in the comments sections. I know this can be a touchy subject so remember, no judging here are Mary's Kitchen. (Unless it's me, about Russell.)

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