Cookies are my nemesis. I must eat them. They call out to me in their little cookie voices: "Eat me! Eat me!" Almost ANY sweet will do the same. My dear Severo is my cookie enabler. "Look honey, these were on sale at work!" (He works at Bob's, a nice Santa Monica grocery store). This is one of his latest finds.
I had devoured maybe 2 of them, was about to down a 3rd when I thought, if I sketch it, it'll at least slow me down a little... FAIL