Mood:  chatty

Stella D'Oro Cookies...if you grew up in the New York Metro area you are probably putting your coat on right now to go to the bodega and pick some up. 

Well, that's no longer the case for me...living in Portland, OR there are no bachata blaring dominican owned bodegas, no pan de manteca that you can dip into your Bustelo or Pilon coffee and there sure ain't no Stella D'Oro cookies. 

My life has gone from accessiblity of all things yummy to having to experiment with too many damn things natural.  I used to be able to sit and eat my cuban freshly baked pan de manteca with some pre-packaged Italian Stella D'Oro cookies all made that much tastier with a cup of Puerto Rican Bustelo coffee.   To think of the days when I would stuff my face and create a melting pot of deliciousness on my palette and even better I was able to buy everything within a one block radius of where I lived...because the bodega sits adjacent to the cuban bakery on the corner which is two doors down from the liquor store and the laundromat of my block.  Hey, I never said the melting pot of deliciousness I was creating was one that would keep me sober. A girl's gotta make good use of her time...hit up the bodega, bakery and liquor store all while you are washing clothes on a Saturday or Sunday morning.  Jesus had his bread w/ wine too...

Now a days however, I have to settle for Starshmuck coffee, driving 10 mins. to a "market" and waiting for my brother to come visit me every Feb. so I can have a taste of all things goods...Pastelillos de Guyaba, tornillos de crema the ones with the white polbo on top...what's known to the Americano's as confectionate sugar....and just added to the list Swiss Fudge, Breakfast Treats, and Margharite Stella D'Oro cookies.  I gotta get my order completely fullfilled porque tengo que esperar another year before I can place otra orden.

So how will I satisfy my craving for Swiss Fudge Stella D'Oro cookies I've been thinking about desde Tuesday night....ueno, I'll settle for Keebler fudge stripes and call my brother to see if he feels sorry enough to ship me some before his next trip.