I wish truffles grew on truffula trees because then you could call them a fruit.

It would be great if even the most stressful life events could compel you to eat broccoli and spinach, but the reality is that some days just require a few dozen cookies.  We all have our go-to comfort foods.  I personally enjoy a frozen tub of Cool Whip with a spoon and just digging on in.  I choose to ignore all of the unnatural things that are in that tub and just think about the delicious creamy taste.  My other go-to comfort snack is Stauffer's Animal Crackers.  No, not the Mother's Frosted Animal Cookies that will be used to complete the following treat but the straight up animal crackers.  So. good.  The amount I could eat in one sitting is a little frightening.  They are high on my list of foods that are not allowed into my grocery cart because I am well aware that they are not safe in my house.  On a night last week however, they became necessary, which brought me to the following conversation with my best friend.  She was disappointed that I didn't go for the frosted animal cookies or a whole bag of Oreos or at least dipping the animal crackers in frosting.  Apparently my emo-eating selection is weak.  While I stood firmly by my comfort food selection, it did spark my interest into exactly what the beauty behind the frosted cookies was.  In my quest, I discovered this recipe for circus animal cookie truffles.  I of course had to make them.  What my biffie wants, my biffie gets.
 

These things were R-I-C-H rich.  It made me acknowledge the fact that frosted animal cookies would be a good choice for a binge-fest, but the reality is that they are so sweet, you just cannot eat them in such a great quantity.  I could not eat a full one before deciding I had had enough making this a poor choice.  I'll stick to my Cool Whip thank you very much!  One bite of an overly sweet truffle takes about 30 seconds maximum to eat and a pity party usually takes at least 29 and a half minutes longer than that.  With nothing to munch on, the pity party just might get awkward and awkward never did anybody any good.

So, for you and your next pity party you throw for yourself, you might consider these truffles.  If you can handle insane sweet...  I cannot.  For those who are weak like me, I am sure the local grocery store will have an ample supply of whatever food you shall be comforted by (although I might judge you a little if you say yours is Cheese Whiz or Twinkies).  Better yet? Forgo the food all together and seek some God-filled, zero calorie comfort.  The beauty about running to God in these moments is that far more comfort is achieved and you can still button those jeans.  He's got you and He gets you.  He gets you in your joy and pain, in your peace and worry, in your contentment and in your longing.  Now that's comfort.

"Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies and God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our tribulation, that we may be able to comfort those who are in any trouble, with the comfort with which we ourselves are comforted by God." 2 Corinthians 1: 3-4