There are a few things I prefer these days. I was thinking you’d want to be apprised of the situation.
These little jewels taste just like plain M&M’s, but with a hint of coconut. And they remind me of the beach. It might be the coconut tree on the front of the package.
Here’s the thing: my household family members and I were biologically formulated for life in a warm climate, but currently live in a place where the temperature can range from 8 to 80. In the same week.
Sometimes, when I’m freezing here in the tundra and need a trip to the beach, I eat these with my eyes closed and pretend. I’m overlooking Diamond Head. The wind is blowing in my hair. Or, better yet, I’m on the North Shore, eating a burger from Kua Aina, watching the surfers.
Anywhere but the tundra.
It’s a limited edition. What that means is that I may or may not have stockpiled these somewhere in my house and will be rationing them to the masses once they go out of production. I’ll be like Joseph in Egypt during the seven years of famine. Yes, I’ll be wearing the crown. No, I’ll not be wearing the loin cloth.
All the oatmealy, mapley, brown-sugary goodness with lots more fiber. Quaker says that one packet has more than 40% of your daily fiber requirement. Layman’s terms: two packets have 80% of your day’s fiber requirements. It may or may not be a good idea to eat 80% of your daily fiber requirements at one sitting.
I’m not saying I did. I’m just saying you’ll want to think that one through, just in case.
Crunchy. Cheesy. Salty. Good.
Yes, I realize that two of these four things are oatmeal. I can’t help it! It’s good! It tastes good. It’s good for one’s cholesterol. It keeps me from freezing here in the tundra.
This stuff really is good. For a buck-99, I get 250 calories worth of creamy oatmeal which is chock-full of raisins, dried cranberries, brown sugar, maple syrup, and big chunks of crispy apple.
The best part? They sell it all day long…not just during the breakfast run.
There you have it. Go out and get these things today. I won’t be making any money on them because neither McDonald’s, nor Quaker, nor Mars, nor Frito-Lay knows who I am. I’ll get my payment when you come for your coconut M & M rationing.
Prepare for the prices to be up. Way up.
Over and out,