The one we kept calling two different things - cupcake, birthday cake - before working out it was the same cookie.
It is intensely fragrant, and the smell is maddeningly familiar. We spent a while failing to place it. Something in there reads waxy to me, close enough to a candle that it’s the first thing I said out loud, and that’s most of why I’m at a six and a half rather than higher.
The cookie itself is better than that makes it sound. There are real sprinkles in the creme, like somebody smeared funfetti frosting inside it, and there’s a distinct sugary sprinkle flavour sitting on top of a fairly standard Oreo base. Matti loves a sprinkle and scored it two points above me.
The best thing in that box by a distance, which does say something about the box.