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FRENCH CRACKERS. Awful cookies, a new product from our factory. Yesterday, I was telling in the chat how our whole family devoured them, and today I'm quickly finishing the leftovers so I don't have to look at them again. The coconut cheesecake is terrible, ugh. I'll never buy this junk again; my waistline is important to me, and with this stuff, I'll soon be commuting to work in a truck instead of a minibus. And my parents will kill me; these cookies are strictly forbidden for them, but they still ate them with both cheeks full. Yes, I don't like cookies and other floury stuff. I bought a little to try and treat my family.