Today, I discovered ketchup-flavored Goldfish crackers at the grocery store. It was hard to miss, actually, as they had a whole end cap filled with them. They’re apparently a limited time thing. I, being a Canadian, had to get some.
And I like them. I like them almost too much, even as I think they are also sort of revolting. I’m going to try to limit myself to just the one bag until they are gone from the shelves, with only memories of red-stained fingers left behind. If I buy another bag, I will be sad at my lack of self-control. And I’ll need to wash my hands again.
(I nicked the image from the walmart.ca site. Oddly, this is one of the rare times when DuckDuckGo’s search failed me–I had to use Google to find the photo.)
