Nooooooo. Say it isn't true. Please.
Circus Animal cookies are a touchstone of my childhood, and I still buy them on occasion. Grandma and I would make tea and eat frosted animal cookies while chatting, watching the news, or working on our puzzle books. Every time I eat the oddly shaped blobby sugar and transfat bombs I feel loved. I knew for certain that my BIL was a keeper when he expressed his love for the pink and white (non-masculine) frosted animal cookies. I gave him a bag for his birthday one year, and you could immediately tell he was thrilled. He also refused to share. Heh.
I know that there are knock-offs out there, but THEY ARE NOT THE SAME.
Tomorrow I'm going to see if I can find a bag, and stash it away to share with Grandma when we go visit her this winter.
