Oreo lard.
written by Julie R. Neidlinger 5 comments link this post
My friend Shannon likes Oreos.
When we were in Nicaragua together, she'd "share" her Oreos with me. Since she doesn't like the cream filling, you see, the Oreo would be opened up and she'd eat the cream-free cookie half.
That left some Oreo parts that needed to be eaten.
"Here Julie, have this."
It wasn't really a question or choice. And I certainly couldn't let all that cookie go to waste. Instead I let it go to waist.
Of course, if a person were to want a "complete" two-cookie Oreo without the cream filling, it would take two normal Oreos to make this. Which meant I would get "double stuff" Oreos with great regularity. Sometimes even a triple-decker.
(I'm gagging, just thinking about it.)
All of that Oreo cream filling does not promote regularity.
Just pointing that out.
If someone would ask Shannon if she wanted an Oreo, she'd turn to me and say, "I don't know. Do we want some Oreos, Julie?"
By the end of one Oreo-filled day, I thought I was going to be sick. My stomach was filled with what I called "Oreo lard." That cream filling is pretty gross after a while. It coats the tongue and made me feel like the entire body was congealing.
Last night Shannon send me an IM. She was eating some sugar-free Oreos and "thinking of me."
My stomach flipped.
Oreo lard.
(The word Oreo is a funny word.)
Copyright (c) Julie R. Neidlinger 4/17/2008 09:16:00 AM
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5 Comments:
I can imagine one would need extra fiber after imbibing on the filling...
You are right, it is not a great name for a cookie... BUT, as a child, I had a beloved pet cat, allowed inside the house (that was rare!)...and named Oreo. She was black, with a patch of white around her neck. And so, of course, I love the sound of the word oreo...
Far better than, say, naming your pet a human name, such as: Steve. After all, who wants to stand at their back door, hollering 'Steeeeeeeeeve, come home, Steeeeeeeeeve!'
Ohhhhh reeeeeeee ohhhhhhhh -- is a word that sounds good when it is passionately yelled through a screen door.
By 
Andrea, at
17/4/08 09:45
Julie,
I love you! You make me laugh! I had such a wonderful time in Nica and you were a huge part of that! Oreos will never be the same :)
By Shannon, at
17/4/08 11:00
Ahem, this is totally out of the blue, but where is the Whiteboard? I love reading that! Last time I checked, there were these two people arguing over Julie. And the one guy's name was Fredward. It was hilarious! Also, there was a docter explaining about this one person saying she would like Julie if she was a boy. And he said it was...normal, I think. Anyway, I was just wondering.
By sharlie-smiles101, at
17/4/08 15:51
Um.
Sharlie...for real?
OK. Read this post, from yesterday...
By Julie R. Neidlinger, at
17/4/08 16:27
When I first started reading this, I was very fearful that Shannon had forced you to eat just the cream filling. That would have been much worse but she appears to be a true friend and gave you more than half of each Oreo. Wonderful!
By Anna, at
17/4/08 19:23
