The One about Graham Crackers

I have a confession. 

I love graham crackers. 

No, scratch that. 

I am a tad bit really obsessed with graham crackers. 

This addiction of mine is ridiculous, I know. 

After all, I haven't had a tooth come in for quite some time, so it's not like I need some sort of soft cookie in my mouth 24 hours a day. 

But this love of the honey crackers strikes at a moment's notice, 

and hangs around as long as...

well...

as long as there's a supply of graham crackers on hand. 

Which, while living the camp life, means there are always crackers around.

You know, for the endless supply of s'more cravings. 

But that's another confessional entirely. 

Seriously, though, graham crackers are the bomb. 

(What's that you say? 

"the bomb" has been uncool lingo since 2004? 

Oh well.)

They are not super sweet. 

The perfect amount of sweetness.

They practically melt in your mouth. 

They are the perfect partner for milk.

Or peanut butter.

Or frosting. 

Or marshmallows. 

Or chocolate (or both!) 

I know two crackers is a serving size. 

But I'm pretty sure they mean two sleeves of crackers, right?

Because who just eats 2 crackers. 

NOT ME. 

And yes. I just dedicated an entire post to my love profession of graham crackers. 

Which reminds me, Martha Stewart's Graham cracker recipe is on my "to try" list.

I should it add it to my "I need to make this" post series over at Adorkable Recipes.