“A cookie!”

That’s what Poppy called my Hot Fudge Sundae Pop Tart. And she was right. These little confections shouldn’t be confused with breakfast. Nor should they be confused with a hot fudge sundae. The crispy pastry contrasts nicely with the gooey filling, but there’s no distinctive flavor involved. They’re pure Sweet.

These are festive little fellas, though. They’re festooned with chocolate swirls and rainbow sprinkles, like a tiny party in a foil wrapper. Which is appropriate, because as the sugar buzz settles in, I find that I’m overcome with the undeniable urge to crump. Another good reason to avoid Hot Fudge Sundae Pop Tarts.

If anybody needs me, I’ll be over in that corner, waiting for the twitching to stop.