This is so insane
— Wall Street Apes (@WallStreetApes) April 8, 2026
“Crumbl Cookies is now selling a cookie with the amount of sugar you would get, not in 1, not in 5, BUT 11 of these Krispy Kreme donuts”
This one cookie has 69 ingredients including one that crosses the blood brain barrier
How is this legal?? pic.twitter.com/ygUcmxo6n2
Here's Tom Waits, "That's the Way." He remembers:
That's the way the bee bumbles
That's the way the needle pricks
That's the way the glue sticks
That's the way the potato mashes
That's the way the pan flashes
That's the way the market crashes
That's the way the whip lashes
That's the way the teeth knashes
That's the way the gravy stains
That's the way the moon wanes
And here's Lesley Gore, "That's the Way the Ball Bounces."
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for? It's so your fat ass must buy a second seat on the plane.
That is a hideous thing to do to a lovely brownie.
Even Costco sells a cookie in its food courts with 750 calories these days. Just $2.49.
A simple glazed doughnut is yummy on occasion.
Also - booze infused ice-cream.
My sister once used the phrase "that's just the way the cookie crumbles" while we were negotiating a division of assets with some relations of ours. This infuriated them so much that they stopped speaking to us, and the whole thing went to mediation. We now avoid all food metaphors when talking about contentious money issues. None of this "how do we cut the pie" nonsense... In the end, mediation got us a far better deal than we were offering with the crumbling cookie. They should have collected their crumbs and walked.
@Old and slow
"That's the way the cookie crumbles" can feel harsh. It's saying accept your fate. You lost. Tough shit. You're making light of it — it's just a cookie — but if it's a matter of importance, you can sound triumphant or uncaring. Who got the short end of the stick — the fuzzy end of the lollipop — and who's saying that's the way the cookie crumbles? If you're in a group who are all on the losing end, it might sound encouraging, like oh, well, we need to move on. But if the speaker of the phrase got more than somebody else, that person may be regarded as an asshole.
Echo & The Bunnymen
"Bedbugs & Ballyhoo"
No its not the way the cookie crumbles, its the way the cookie was crumbled by you. you're the cookie crumbler. Its not random.
So this guy just goes around and sneers at shops and the food they sell. Really. Dont like it - don't eat it. Is he working for the doughnut shop down the the street?
Yes, we all agreed that it was poorly chosen phrase under the circumstances. The irony is that we were actually being far too generous in our division of the cookie, as they discovered to their cost.
Just think of the massive increase in police productivity numbers if only we could get our law enforcement officers to switch to that brownie from donuts.
The colorful form of expressions seems old fashioned. Today, people don't bother saying that's the way the [noun][verbs]. They might say, like Walter Cronkite, "That's the way it is." And there's the very annoying "It is what it is." I don't know. I don't get around among the humans very much anymore. Maybe people just sigh now or nod their head slowly and gaze into the middle distance.
My nickname in college was "grapefruit."
I dunno, cookies crumbling and balls bouncing seems a whole lot more wholesome and civilized than popping your gum and saying 'Sucks to be you'.
An odd fact of life: it's easier to eat 6-8 hot Krispy Kream doughnuts in 2 minutes than spaced over 10 minutes.
I suspect sliders would be a similar comp.
As the Firesign Theater reportedly said, "More Sugar!"
When I was the F&B director for a local resort, I came in one early morning to find the banquet room a total mess. The banquet servers and staff responsible for cleaning it and setting it back up for the next event had simply left or been allowed to leave without doing their job. Which meant it would fall upon my staff to finish that work, and we were not staffed for all that extra effort. When the acting Banquet Director came in at 10 AM, I complained to her about it and she looked at me with disinterest and said that annoying phrase, "It is what it is." I hated that then and I still hate it in similar situations. I told her to get up off her ass and take some responsibility for what she failed to handle and begin helping my staff put away banquet tables, chairs and vacuum the room. She didn't like that but I didn't care. She complained to the hotel GM and I told him he needed to manage HIS management staff so I wouldn't have to follow behind them and use my budgeted workhours to do what wasn't my job. He tried to tell me that I wasn't being a good team member and I replied, "That's horseshit and you know it. Get them on the stick or you'll be looking for a new F&B who will bend over for this kind of stuff, because this will be the last time I rescue that department." You can be assertive and not take shite when you know you are good and can get another job without a problem.
“Why not eat 11 doughnuts?”
Because it would be weird not to finish the dozen.
“My nickname in college was ‘grapefruit’ “
For your shape or your proclivities?
"That's the way it crumbles, cookie-wise."
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SeqT3GyDb2k
What happens when you make a big splash publishing a new book and it goes viral in the New York Times? Vogue magazine, the New Yorker, the Washington Post vanity Fair and even perhaps gets a mention on The view and you can only sell a measly 3,000 copies.
That's the way the cookie crumbles. I bet the authoress is eating a dozen donuts right now to try to ease the pain of a broken heart.
@ Marcus Bressler: You were nicer to her than I would've been.
Lots of under 50s at work say "it is what it is". I find it stoical.
However, if I was to say to one of my subordinates who didn't like a decision "It is what it is" - he would consider me an asshole. The expression is supposed to express external forces beyond or control. " We cant do anything about it. It is what it is"
What it is!
Billy wilder is innovative here, freshening the cliche: “That’s the way it crumbles... cookie-wise" - The Apartment, 1960
Donuts have a reputation as a particularly unhealthy, self-indulgent food, the favorite of obese binge-eating housewives and lazy cops, but at least in relative terms it is undeserved. Check the nutrition information placards next time you're at Starbucks. Of all the stuff in the pastry case, their old-fashioned donut is one of the healthiest, other than the minuscule vanilla mini-scone. Has maybe half the calories of the most unhealthy: the lemon pound cake, believe it or not. Even the cheese danish is better for you than the pound cake.
And the pattern holds at other places, I've noticed. It's not unusual to see a pretzel or kaiser roll or whatever trendy "cranberry macha pistachio pumpkin yoga bar" is on offer that has lots more calories than a humble donut.
The guy is all upset because a COOKIE STORE is selling brownies with lots of sugar, calories and food coloring?
The guy should check out liquor stores. They sell stuff which is chock full of alcohol--which is bad for you!
@Hassayamper:
A baking rule is that if the ingredients are <50% sugar it's a bread, while >50% sugar is a cake or cookie. It requires a lot of sugar to taste sweet.
The underlying issue is total weight: anything sweet will be a mix of sugar, flour, and fats or oils. More weight = more bad. Doughnuts = light weight.
That’s the way Science.
AI : While the term "waning" might sound like the moon itself is physically shrinking, it is actually a purely geometric phenomenon caused by the changing relative positions of the Earth, Moon, and Sun.
That's the way Tom Waits . . .
More weight = more bad. Doughnuts = light weight.
That makes biochemical sense. The pound cake is pretty dense, and the slices are not small.
"the changing relative positions of the Earth, Moon, and Sun."
That's the way Lindy West keeps coming back
"Why not eat 11 doughnuts?"
That's the way to Spinal Tap
It never ends, does it?
I'm sure there's a curry shop nearby if he'd like that better.
Last week, Maura Healey, the governor of Massachusetts, "explained" the energy question using Dunkin' Donuts Munchkins®. Of course, she explained nothing. It was a shameless bid to win over Dunkin's loving Bay Staters.
Her TV commercials last time involved her playing basketball (she was captain of Harvard's women's team). She doesn't really have much to say for herself, but it's Massachusetts, so ...
Ann Althouse said...
"...And there's the very annoying "It is what it is." I don't know. I don't get around among the humans very much anymore. "
No worries.
Was a donut shop a block away from church. Parents drop us off for church and give me and my brother a quarter for the basket..
And, as an adult, realized the reason they didn't attend with us is they prob wanted some Sunday alone time. Always in a good mood when they picked up up afterwards.
"What does that even mean? I am not going to say anything else for the rest of the day!" - Forky
It is NEVER what it is…
I HAVE done that, and the full dozen. More then once. Only a few times one right after the other, normally over the course of a day. At 70, I no longer do that. Although I recently polished off a pan of brownies I cooked. On days when I do that sort of thing, I generally don't eat any REAL food. I'd blimp out if I did that.
But who among us hasn't wolfed down a package of Chips Ahoy or Oreos in a day or even a single sitting? Most I know have.
Well, I have never gone into a Crumbl and honestly, this TikTok has convinced me to keep that record intact. I already don't do Krispy Kreme because gimme a beark - it's a generic glazed donut. And I don't like glazed donut. When I want a donut, I'll find a plain cake donut in a little Mom-n-Pop donut shop run by an Asian family.
Every morning at 5:00 a.m., the owner's father-in-law, a tiny Israeli and I would arrive to open up Atlanta's famous bakery, Alon's. We would have an espresso, then he would make giant sheets of filo dough on the filo dough table in the back as I prepped the front. He would flip thin, six foot layers of dough until they were transluent, flying like starched sheets with flour. Then he would shape them into buttered pastries like my grandmother used to buy in Bed Sty sixty years earlier: rasperry, almond, and sweet mascarpone cheese with lemon rind, my favorite. They were not too unhealthy, being light as air.
The night kitchen is a quiet, magical place.
When I was working in the Far East a long time ago, I saw some tasty-looking filled donuts in a shop window and, on impulse, bought one. It looked like it was creme-filled, nice and puffy, freshly made. I don't speak the local lingo though, and when I got to the office with my mouth watering, I got a nice hot cup of coffee and bit into it, to discover it was filled with some kind of curry. I didn't need the coffee, after that. I was fully awake.
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