Trouble is that one biscuit is never enough, and at 70 calories each I could easily nibble away at several hundred calories worth of 'em a day. I find that once the taste has been acquired Oscar Wildean logic takes over, resistance crumbles, and that's even without a chocolate topping. Best leave them in the shop or packet, I think, nibble a carrot stick and feel superior. Ugh!
How should a family manage an estranged relationship?
