Remember being a little kid? Too short to reach the kitchen counter, but peering over the ledge of it while you pour yourself a glass of milk with your long, stretchy-kid arms? Doing all that upper-body movement just to work your way to that perfect moment when you could crawl onto the couch, prop your cold milk glass between your thighs, and pull open the tab of that plastic oreo container? Oh the empty, guilt-free calories we would consume as children! Completely oblivious of the larger worldly problems occurring right outside our front doors! Well I can’t cure the obesity epidemic, and sometimes just losing my own extra 15 seems like too big of a challenge on its own, but sometimes, I want to go back to those moments, as a conscious and slightly more responsible adult, and indulge, without the guilt once again. And so I made something I’ve been craving for so long. Like I’ve said before, something about raw desserts appeal to me so much more than regular desserts. They’re so light, and the whole time I’m eating them, I imagine my entire body being nourished from my toes to the tip of my head. And because oreos are my TRUE comfort food, I needed to try a raw oreo out for myself. And lemme tell you, making them this way allows you to stuff them twice, trice and more. So how could you really go wrong?