A Delicious Snack?

Does this image of baking flour whet your appetite?

I can't remember the last time I was so enticed by a food item, it's all I can think about. The powdery deliciousness, the dry grainy texture, the flavorless, hard to swallow goodness in every bite. Man, where is the nearest baking aisle so that I may wrap my hands around a 1 pound bag of Gold Medal Flour and dig in!

Over the weekend Chuk made some super yummy waffles (he's the champion of making breakfast. I swear, the ABSOLUTE BEST!) after he made the waffles there was some residual flour left on the counter. Salem brushed by, saw the flour and took a sample. She loved it so much that she started brushing it off the counter into her open mouth. I told her that's not something we needed to be doing and certainly not a yummy snack. She looked at me as if I had three heads and went back to shoveling the flour into her pie-hole. I wiped up the counter, much to her dissatisfaction and we went about our day.

Later at snack time, she specifically asked for "that yummy white stuff." At first I thought she was talking about marshmallow fluff or the middle of an Oreo. I was greatly mistaken.
her: "No mom, the white stuff that was on the counter!"
me: "That baking flour that dad uses to make waffles?"
her: "Yes!"
Not really knowing how to handle this request, I turned to her and said "Uh, no. You're not eating that for a snack."

I felt at that time there was no need for an explanation as to why she was not getting flour as her mid-afternoon snack. I gave her some grapes and called it a draw.