If you're thinking this post is about chocolate chip cookies with M & Ms in them, then, well, I can see your point. But truly there is something even more genius on the horizon that I discovered while innocently perusing a bodega's candy rack for some … well candy. I mean, duh:
Pretzel M & Ms! Sweet, salty, happy perfection, at least my two preggers friends S. & Z. agreed. (Z. went to five stores seeking them out again the next day.) Sorry, Z. I outed you. As a Pretzel M & M fiend.
BTW–the newish coconut ones aren't bad either, though one can only eat so much coconut with out feeling a little nauseous, like he or she has eaten suntan lotion. But that's just one LINTER'S humble opinion.
This candy hangover goes out to all of you.
xo – N.