 |
 |
 |
 |
Sweet Tooth in Bitter Times (02.01.02)
It's months like this I wonder just how big that hand basket destined for hell really is.
With most people in town, not to mention the province, wondering how they're going to feed their children this year, local lads fight for the last $6 fast food jobs left in town. It's these Johnny Cash days and Tom Waits nights that some reach for the bottle and others the gun. Myself? I steal a buck 25 and grab me a cookie.
Truth be known it was with cookies I experienced my first sin of gluttony. At school you could buy a small pack of Peak Freans creams, they came in packages in 4 (not like the two now, cheap bastards) but for quite the cost. I was horrible at math but knew enough that the smart money was on the grocer's granddaddy package. Well, three rows later I have only just recently began eating them again.
It wasn't until I reached Squamish that I finally realized; beer and coffee are good, but cookies are the most delicious crutch of all. To be specific, it was the grandmaster flash of cookies, Xocolatl. Once I found out that while eating one of their Buffalo chip cookies it was impossible to think about anything else, a religious 2:20 cookie break was established. Every kicked in the teeth morning meant 2:20 was just around the corner.
It was actually on one of these breaks that, like many before me, I yelled in the street "I love this town". Picture it if you will, a brisk fall afternoon. Taking my religious 2:20 cookie break I skated down the street to get some fresh air. Making my way past Hidden Treasures I hear my name being called. It was a heavenly voice from Xocolatl, letting me know a fresh batch of cookies just came out of the oven. I tell ya', any better would be too good.
Now, these cookies are remarkable but they're in short supply, a batch or two a day is it. Luckily we live in the valley of good cookies, so if it's 3am and you need a fix bad. you're in luck. Way down Cleveland Avenue there's a 24-hour cookie emporium. Or as some call it, The Howe Sound Inn and Brewing Co. Right in the lobby you can feast on any of their many delectable baked fresh treats. The chocolate pecan is the big favorite, but I'm more a fan of the oatmeal raison (the underdog of the cookie industry). Then of course there's the mouth-watering shortbread. And no corridor cookie column would be complete without mentioning Big D's spectacular Peanut Butter (just like his mom used to make) and of course, the Rainforest Grill's Million Dollar Cookie. Each a great, inexpensive way to treat yourself, and for just a moment, forget all your worries.
As I'm going to tell my grand kids.
"Life's a bitch kid. Suck it up and have a cookie."
 |
 |
 |
 |
 |