once upon a vending machine, cheez-its were my jump off whenever some magical force of nature prevented me from choosing the healthier pretzel option because cheez-its are, hands down, the pimped out drug lord of the vending machine. which is my prudish attempt at drawing a parallel between these and crack. at one point last year i used some absurdly delicious old chatham cheese to make cheez-its, and just today i revisited this recipe in my quest to find something savory to sell at the new music bake sale.
i've about eaten the entire batch today and i don't feel bad about it.
actually yes i do.
but it was worth it.