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Impulse buy: Moon Pie

I've never had a Moon Pie, but I saw them mentioned in books I read, mainly as a kid. I never saw Moon Pies in the store either, till last night. They're supposed to be a Southern thing, but I guess that's further south than here.

The grocery store had a rack of them by the checkout. Plain and chocolate-covered, with a moon on the wrapper. Chocolate-covered double decker! That means three cookies and two layers of marshmallow. Oh, I'm there. I have a hunch they're kind of gross, but it's worth a shot. I try to find one that's not squashed, give up, and throw a sort of squashed one on the belt.

Out in the car I tell Oz I got a Moon Pie. He says, "You need an RC Cola too. You gotta have an RC Cola with a Moon Pie. You can get a real sugar rush. I'm a Pepsi man myself …"

We digress and talk about colas.

After we get home and I put away the groceries, I break out the Moon Pie. The only flavor I can detect is sweet. After my cheeks stop hurting, I take another bite, and another. It's sort of graham tasting. Not really chocolatey. Another bite.

I could eat this, but I feel like I shouldn't. I carry it into the office where Oz is rooting around among his Amazing Bin of Cables.

"Here, try the Moon Pie. It's chocolate-covered."

"Chocolate? Fancy. Okay." He takes a big bite.

"You want a cola with that?"

"Hah." He takes another bite.

"It's double decker," I tell him and point out the layers when he doesn't believe me.

He takes another bite.

I say, "Are you gonna give that back? Or do I have to pry that Moon Pie from your cold dead hands?"

I get the Moon Pie back. I take another bite.

Ooh. Marshmallow.