C'est le meillure que jamais

It's the best that was never... that's the literal translation of the french phrase I found on some food product on our recent trip to Victoria.

I believe this to be the most perfect candy cane cookie ever made. My wife disagrees. That may possibly be because I used that as my primary case for why she should be the one to shape the rest of the cookies using the dough I had made.

Now, you may be distracted by asking yourself, why are they baking candy cane cookies in September?

But the way I see it, there are two possible and more important questions you should be asking. First, if you know me (and why would you read this blog if you didn't?) you should ask yourself why you're wondering why I would bake candy cane cookies in September. Has any one thing I've done in the past led you to believe that I'm normal?

Or, if you don't know me, probably because you're one of those random hits I get from Google searches like "penguins with neckties that look like Geoffrey Chaucer" or "crunchy krab cakes", then you should be asking, why does this guy call himself The Krunchy Krab, and why am I still reading this?

Either way, someone has to eat this perfect cookie, and if no one else can bring themselves to do it, I suppose I'll just have to take one for the team.

-The Krunchy Krab