Fatboy Caramel Cashew Cookie Sandwich Improved My Marriage

 

This is what heaven looks like

Dear Fatboy,

I may be exaggerating a bit with my title, but it’s pretty darn close.  I stumbled across the Caramel Cashew Cookie sandwich at my local grocery store.  I like ice cream. To say that my wife loves ice cream is an understatement.  This woman would live solely on ice cream if it was culturally and medically acceptable.  I know that, whether she admits it or not, the only reason that she married me is because she couldn’t legally marry ice cream.  Needless to say, I keep an eye on the freezer section at the store because I like surprising her with fun, new ice cream treats.  Your product stood out as an exceedingly unique creation.  I’d seen ice cream and cookie sandwiches aplenty before, but the shortbread cookie caught my eye immediately.  Then I read the text on the box; caramel cashew.  I was already on board just for the shortbread cookie, but THAT choice for ice cream flavor? I almost punched through the glass freezer door just to get at the box faster.  

I walked into the house more excited to show my wife this new ice cream treat than a 6 year old kid is to show his parents the frog he just caught in the backyard.  That box was opened before any other groceries were put away and we set course for FlavorTownTM. They say you should never meet your heroes.  Well this f@&king lived up to every single bit of the hype and then some. Good golly.  And as much as I enjoyed it, let me tell you about my wife.  I think the flavorbomb that she was treated to in that moment…well, let me just say that I have seen my wife’s eyes roll back in her head before, but I think your sandwich may have made them do a full 360.  I think we’ve all had someone bring in a so-called Better-Than-Sex Cake to the office holiday party and we’re left thinking, “Okay Sharon I’ve had your cake and, quite frankly, I have to wonder if your needs are being met.” This is a legitimate instance where you could have named this The Better-Than-Sex Cookie Sandwich and could have gotten away with it.  I would not have pushed back against that naming convention at all.

The phrase “never as good as the first time” exists for a reason.  It naturally happens sometimes that subsequent encounters with things in our lives fail to live up to the warm, fuzzy feelings towards that first experience.  Once again, your cookie sandwich defies all odds and absolutely is every bit as good the second, third, fifth, twelfth, and sixtieth time as it was the first time.  THIS SANDWICH DOES NOT MISS.  It is so consistently good that we have little “date-nights” in our living room on Friday nights just spending time together eating one of those cookie sandwiches and talking about how much we are enjoying the sandwiches.  You read that correctly, we talk to each other about how much we are enjoying the sandwiches as we are eating them.  It’s like we are competing to win a chance guest-hosting on Diners, Drive-Ins, and Dives (that is my second Guy Fieri reference) based solely on our ability to describe how good the food we are eating is. I absolutely love this time we are spending together eating your cookie sandwiches.  These little ice cream mini-dates are an absolute highlight of both of our weeks.  And that is where the title comes in; your caramel cashew cookie sandwich improved my marriage.  These things are phenomenal and whatever absolute genius devised this work of art deserves to have a statue built of them for their contributions to mankind. Absolute legend. Great job.  We love it.

Thanks!

Ryan