About the only organization I donate to outside of a grocery store is the Girl Scouts. On occasion (i.e. Christmas time when they sell mistletoe) are the Boy Scouts. Of course, Girl Scouts hold a special place in my heart, since I dedicated so many years of my life to this organization. '
So, here I am a week ago, just leaving Vons, when two little Brownies approach me to buy some cookies. Of course, I say...even though this is the last thing Lee and I need in our pantry.
Now, flash forward to today at 2:45. I'd just finished a late lunch and decided I wanted one of my favorite cookies - a Samoa. But wait! They aren't called Samoas anymore. WTF (sorry Uncle Jeff)? Once again, I'm shocked by how freakin' sensitive the world is today. People and organizations are so afraid of getting sued, that we can no longer call the delicious goodness of a Samoa, a Samoa, we now have to refer to it as a Caramel deLite. How about I write to the Girl Scouts and say how offended I am that they can't spell "DELIGHT" right?
SERIOUSLY?
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AND...they don't even taste the same! AND... the reason I bought them was they were sinfully good, not lite. I would portion them out to two cookies a day. Now they aren't even made with dark chocolate, the coconut is skimpy, and they taste gross.
They changed the recipe, so they changed the name. No more business from me!
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