Katie and I were at our favorite bar, Annabel Lee, when we spotted it on the specials menu – the Chipwich Sandwich. Two large, warm chocolate chip cookies stuffed with vanilla ice cream and smothered in whipped cream, chocolate sauce, and mini chocolate chips. We were powerless to resist. We ordered and eagerly awaited this marvelous confection, peering into the kitchen every ten seconds, waiting for the waiter to appear. When he finally reappeared, toting a large plate (oh! glorious day!), and set it down in front of us, we had our spoons in hand, transformed into gluttonous hogs.
To our surprise, however, instead of a Chipwich Sandwich, we’d been served:
The Cookie Witch and its tiny Broom of Doom.
We looked at each other for a minute, shrugged, and ate the Cookie Witch. We brought the Broom of Doom home and placed it on top of the wardrobe upstairs.