Remember how I talked about how I wanted a cookie throughout much of my Whole30?
Well, today I had my very first cookie. The Neiman Marcus Million Dollar cookie. I had about five minutes of enjoying it’s lusciousness before it happened.
Oh, dear God. If I thought the Whole30 was hard at any point, I take it back. All of it. I take back wanting a cookie for that whole time.
Why? I legitimately feel like I swallowed a million dollars. My stomach is painfully churning, and is super bloated, and because of that my head is really fuzzy. After ONE cookie! In short, I feel like absolute shit. That’s a contender for the Understatement of the Year.
I think it was the butter. Or the shavings of Hershey chocolate bar. Or the chocolate chips. Either way, my stomach is totally hating right now.
So what do I do with these amazing cookies that my mom made me?
I’M GIVING THEM AWAY. As good as they are, I do not want to feel like this. I don’t know who ever would!
Because, even though this was the delicious Million Dollar recipe, the nasty side effects are a witch with a capital B.
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I need to track down some Tums. And cry. :(