I’m eating a cookie. Chocolate chip - my favorite!

Yum, I can taste the chocolate now! It’s inside my mouth!

Hmmmm…

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!