If it falls on the floor, it’s going in the trash. Heck, it’s getting thrown out if it touches the counter top. My house is very clean, but I’m weird about my food.
Me too. Probably because of my immense fear of vomiting, I have some major food paranoias, and if food went on the floor, it is no longer food fit for me. I also can’t eat mayonnaise-based foods that have been exposed to room temperature for more than 10 minutes. If it looks like it’s even THINKING about turning clear, it’s not getting eaten.
My brother on the hand, will eat anything.
Me, I’d fight the germs for the cookie. When it comes to sweets, I don’t mess around.
Robin
My floor’s clean, it’s a goner, especially if it’s chocolate chip.
Unless it somehow rolls between the stove and the counter. If I couldn’t reach it, I’ll get it next month when I pull the stove out and clean back there. It’d definitely be in the trash then.
On the carpet or rugs…I’d catch it on the first bounce. 
My question is: What do you do if you find a perfectly good cookie in between the seat of your chair or sofa? mm-hmm
That’s a little tougher ain’t? Do you try to decide if you dropped it last night and eat it anyway or do you taste it to see how stale it is? :eek:
No I didn’t!!
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My first couple of weeks of law school, I shocked my new friends and future colleages by eating a cookie out of the trash. It was in a ziplock bag, but I guess that other people don’t consider this something done in polite company.
It was fantastic, too. Homemade. I’d do it againg in a heartbeat.
Let’s say honey coated oatmeal with a chocolate coated bottom.
What? You can’t sprinkle the crumbles on ice cream? That would make it a tad more acctable methinks.
Admirable 
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Now let’s take it up a notch. Let’s say a person of the opposite sex who you fancy is talking to you in the kitchen. The cookie falls, five seconds pass, your staring at the cookie, and she/he’s staring at you to study your reaction.
What do you do, hotshot?
I’d pick it up regardless, offer it to the fine lady, and then gobble it. Hey, if she’s really the woman for me, they’ll be much more dirty things happening in the house other than dining on floor ridden cookies .
Whoah whoah whoah… let me get this straight. There is a fine looking specimen of the female persusasion watching me drop a cookie on the floor *** and she’s not going after it!!!*** Clearly she’s not the right one for me. Although I definitely admire your chivalrous behavior in offering it to her first. By the way, that honey oatmeal chocolate cookie sounds delicious. I’ve got this intense craving for cookies now. I’m sure I can find enough crumbs to mash into a respectable cookie under my car seat during my drive home from work.
Ditto. If it’s going to go anywhere at all it’s better to get out the open that I’m one floor-cookie eating sonofagun from the get go.
Of course I’d eat it. Maybe if my immune system has something real to fight, it will stop churning out histamines for no reason, and I can stop taking the Zyrtec.
I gotta agree with audiobottle if she’s not willing to eat my cookies too. Then she’s at the wrong house. Eatin folks cookies should be a mutual thing ya know. 
Well where else can you eat them without having to share?
If it’s anyone who I’d wind up dating, I’d probably have to wrestle her for it.
I am not going to collect the cookie bits. My floors, alas, are not that clean.
Inspired by this thread, I had cookies today. But not off the floor. I was at work.
Eat it. I’m a 43 year old batchler (man, I can’t spell at all tonight, dunno how close that is…) you don’t even wanna know the things I eat that don’t kill me (BTW, you would be amazed how long you can leave most stuff out without it spoiling.)
Hell…
I dropped a grilled cheese sammich on the floor. And to the horror of my wife and daughter…I ate it.
5 second rule.
That’s right. If she’s not willing to eat my cookies and I can’t eat hers, what kind of terrible, terrible relationship is that? Cookie eaters deserve each other. I don’t deserve any less.
Just FYI, that’s bachelor, but I’m not going to beat you over it!
I agree with you. I’ve eaten stuff I probably wouldn’t feed my child. Today, I ate two pieces of leftover pizza (DiGiorno Spicy Chicken) which had been sitting out on top of the stove uncovered overnight. I was too lazy to fix something and figured if I got sick, I’d know better next time. I didn’t get sick. It was yummy.
As opposed to doing WHAT else with it? A grilled cheese sammich…deserves a 5 minute rule at least.
Dammich that sounds good…if I only had some bread. Preferably a split top wheat. I like plenty of butter and to sprinkle some garlic salt on it when it’s grilling in the skillet or griddle. Some dill pickles on the side is good too. Maybe a few Lays p.chips …followed up with a couple of cookies right off the floor.
all washed down with a big glass of ice cold milk.
good w/ a side of chicken noodle soup too.
(homemade of course)
I made this very thing many many a late night for my wife when she’d be hungry for “something” or didn’t feel well.
You know what? When you do all the cooking for a lot of people everyday. You are going to drop stuff occasionally. As the cook you are obligated to be the one that gets it. You get used to the idea. We couldn’t afford to be throwing food away. You also get real quick…I’ve actually caught dropped glasses and jars with the top of my foot.
BTW
Cinnamon Girl - batchler; one who cooks by conglomeration, (ie: just throw it all in a pot and heat it up)
Yeah, I knew when I typed it, it wasn’t right. But no matter how many times I re-typed it, it just didn’t look right.