Remembering back to my high school days, I enjoyed Doritos with hot sauce, jalapeño peppers and nacho cheese. I would wash it down with a blue raspberry drink and I just had to have a chick-o-stick. Of course, since I was busy stuffing my face I was never fast enough to say “no cobbs”. I always ended up sharing my food.

Today although my palette has matured, I still enjoy a good a good bite. Especially one I don’t have to share. “No Cobbs”.