I have a serious question, friends. Really. I need someone to explain something to me. What in the name of Pete happens to our taste buds as we age? 

Friends, I chose pumpkin pie over chocolate cake on Thanksgiving. This has never happened. Yesterday at the store, I chose grandma cookies over holiday Oreos. What are grandma cookies, you ask? It’s a broad category that includes nilla wafers, fig newtons and oatmeal raisin cookies. Well, not the oatmeal raisin. They are one of life’s cruelest jokes and something I would never eat voluntarily. 

This weekend at Aldi, I walked right past all the fun Christmas candy to buy a bag of little German butter cookies. They come in various shapes, are not too sweet, and some have little bits of dried fruit pressed into them.

Remember when you were a kid and you wanted everything to be nice and sweet? What happened to those good old days anyway? Welp, sign me up for the crusty butter cookies.

At least I still don’t eat oatmeal raisin!