And we thought they were extinct
London, ON, February 2010
I've discovered that animal crackers aren't for kids after all. Sure, the packaging suggests they're as kid-exclusive as the Family Channel (ha!) and Fruit Rollups (not fruit and not edible), but a cursory glance down the cracker aisle on a recent Sunday afternoon revealed adults with no kids in sight stashing bags of crackerfied animals into grocery carts stuffed with salad fixins, pasta, balsamic vinegar and other decidedly non-kid fare.
They weren't fooling anyone: The only kids destined to eat these crackers were the overgrown ones trying not to look guilty as they sidled up to the checkout aisle.
I admit I'm one of them. I bring them home because I know our munchkins stay away from them - animal lovers, perhaps? - and if I keep a couple of bags in the shadows at the back of the pantry, edible salvation will always be an arm's reach away when I'm looking to both fill my tummy and inspire my somewhat off-kilter brain. I'm just that shallow.
Your turn: I rather prefer the dinosaur-themed crackers, as I don't feel the same degree of guilt eating them as I would, say, with zoo or farm animals. Are you a secret animal cracker eater? Why/why not?
