Adam thinks they're totally disgusting, but I love Combos. Back when I was a kid, my mom used to buy a bag of these every now and then, and I can clearly remember eating them; how I'd slowly crunch away the pretzel, leaving just the smushy, cheesy center for last.
I guess it sounds like of gross when I put it that way, but like I've said before in other entries, those moments of childhood nostalgia mean a lot to me, if only because I don't experience them particularly often. So for the blessing of those memories of simpler times, I'm thankful.
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