Nokosee and I bonded over Oreo™ cookies when we were living on the run in the Everglades. Busimanolotome Osceola, Nokosee's father and founder of the New Seminole, loved them and joked if Uncle Sam ever offered a lifetime supply of the stuff, he'd surrender in a heartbeat. Unfortunately, if you read my books, my father-in-law never got that option because of the Army Rangers assault on our Everglades campsite many moons ago.
Now that our darling little girl Haalie has joined up, dipping the hallowed cookie in the same glass of milk with mom and dad has become the thing us Osceolas look forward to doing every night before going to bed. * It connects us to our past and Haalie to a grandfather she'll never know except through the stories we tell over a glass of milk with Oreos™ in our hands.
*When Nokosee has sneaked back into the Miccosukee Embassy, of course. And yes, that's a New Seminole "Bad Ass" Spices label we slapped on a glass to remind you folks that they're still available on our Store page and yes, we are an enterprising lot for an organization that made the FBI's "10 Most Wanted List." As for those Trade Mark signs, I think adding them is a hoot and that's why they're there.