I have a problem. And it’s in the office kitchen. And I can’t stop eating them. Mike and Ike’s will be the death of me. I don’t even know where the obsession comes from. But, I can eat cups of these before even realizing that I just subconsciously walked to the kitchen, poured myself a cup and absent-mindedly downed the whole thing. Sick. I know. It’s a bad habit I’m trying to kick.