I’m eating a cookie. Chocolate chip – my favorite!
Yum, I can taste the chocolate now! It’s inside my mouth!
Nevermind all that. This cookie actually tastes like poop. Like the stinkiest poop in the world.
Why did I like it so much at first? Was it simply a conditioned response? Was I merely obeying societal norms? Have I, in fact, ever liked cookies?
Oh, here’s the reason. It wasn’t actually a cookie at all. It really was a fresh hunk of poop that I found on the sidewalk in the rain this morning.
Up next: My review of Ciatti’s fine Italian dining!