Dear Cookie…

Since I have no idea if this letter will ever get to anyone in this mass conglomerate kinda world, I thought I should put it out to the internet to digest, just in case Mr. Montul "Googles himself".

Dear Daniel Servitje Montul and the Staff of Entenmann’s/Bimbo Bakeries,

When I was a kid, my grandma (“Nagymama”) and I used to walk to down to the local grocery store every week. In “the old country”, walking far distances for groceries was a way of life, but my Americanized brain found the idea of lugging heavy grocery bags two miles in freezing New Jersey weather unappealing.  To compromise, Nagymama promised me an Entenmann’s Chocolate Chip Cookie if I made the trek without complaining. Amazingly enough, her technique worked.

Every time we got home from the store, Nagymama poured me a glass of milk and sat me at the table.  I starred at...
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