Close, but no Cigar

I made the mistake of going to the grocery store while I was FAMISHED the other day, and a few things jumped into my cart that don't normally do. Like Pirouette cookies from Pepperidge Farm. We've enjoyed them immensely, especially the fact that they look like cigars. Dave likes to sit on the couch with one clamped in his teeth and say "Hiya Shweetheart" in his Sam Spade voice, but he wouldn't let me take a picture. So I, the expectant mother, get to model the cigar. Go figure. :)