Soul Food

I love Mint Milano cookies. LOVE them. Pepperidge Farms makes some very delicious cookies, but those Mint Milanos are the tops. I don't buy them that often but they were on sale at the store so I bought a few bags. As I was sitting down and enjoying them (after the kids had gone to bed), closing my eyes and relishing each bite, I began to wonder why I liked them so much. Crispy melt in your mouth cookies, sealed together with a layer of delicious dark chocolate and mint—what’s not to love!?

But—have you ever read the copy on the side of a bag of Milanos? I am not so sure my love for these cookies is acceptable in the sight of God. See for yourself:

A 'baker's soul' !? What?! Is that really nescessary? And how many bakers' souls are required per bag of cookies? How many souls am I comsuming when I enjoy these cookies? How many bad marks does that get me? What's the punishment for eating souls? Is it the 'baker's soul' that makes these cookies so very good? I think it must be—surely there can't be any more forbidden thing to eat than a soul. How are these souls acquired? Are they the souls of evil bakers? If so, would that make it OK to eat them? Or maybe they are ill-gotten souls of good, righteous bakers? Then surely it would be bad to eat them, right?

Oh dear.

These cookies have brought some serious moral issues to the forefront of my eating habits.