I picked up a cookie. It was a stocking sugar cookie,
the kind with just enough spice and a lot of crunch. It was covered in a thick coating of bright Christmas red icing,
with white squiggles at the top to stand in for fur trim. I bit into the toe, a bite big enough to stain my teeth and
leave crumbs all over my lips. Yum, red! I thought.
There is a distinct taste to red food coloring, the kind that is so prevalent around the red-centric Christmas holidays. And I love it. I can't quite explain it - it doesn't taste of chemicals to me; either I've developed a celebratory association with it over the years, or the taste comes from some more natural source (beetles maybe?) that I just enjoy thoroughly.
