I went to a meeting today at a local restaurant. Being that it is fall, I was in the mood for something pumpkiny. Anything pumpkiny. So after ordering my salad and bread, I saw it.

A Pumpkin cookie.

Shaped like a pumpkin. Colored like a pumpkin. I could practically taste the pumpkin.

So I ordered it.

I was allowed to take the cookie with me to the table. And like I was trained by my mother, I waited for my soup and bread to eat first.

No, I didn’t eat the cookie. I may have petted it through the paper sleeve, just to make sure it didn’t get lost on its way to my belly.

Finally, I finished my soup and bread then broke a piece off the cookie. And bite into it.

I was robbed!

I expected Pumpkin spice and got sugar cookie. Ordinarily, I love sugar cookies. But I wanted pumpkin! Now, I’ll be buying pumpkin snaps from Sprouts but I have to wait until the weekend.

Well, I won’t be doing that again.

Until next time.