Spoiler alert: Read no further if you do not want to know how many calories are in the Panera Chocolate Chipper. You’ve been warned.
It’s no secret that I love Panera. Not only is their creamy tomato soup delicious, but I can consume it guilt-free because the menu is kind enough to list the calories for all its sandwich, soup, salad and smoothie options. This allows me to know what I’m getting myself into when I step up to the register. So confident am I in my healthy lunch/dinner selection, that I started giving an emphatic “Yes!” every time the cashier asked me:
“Do you want to add a bakery treat for 99 cents?”
While my favorite eatery boasts a wide assortment of delicious desserts, I will say that the Chocolate Chipper chocolate chip cookie is amazing. The chip to cookie ratio is spot on, resulting in a combination of salty and sweet perfection. And since the calories aren’t listed anywhere on the package, I assumed there were about, what, 200 of them? Yes. That had to be it.
For a few months, I lived in blissful ignorance. I could check the Panera website if I really wanted to know, but I kept my distance, happy to indulge in chocolate-chip goodness whenever the mood struck. I don’t know why it started nagging at me one afternoon, but all of a sudden, I just had to know how many calories were in that darn cookie. So I investigated, and to my horror, I learned that there are a whopping 440.
In an instant, I was crushed. Prior to that moment, the cookie I loved so much could have five calories for all I knew or cared. But once I knew there were 440, the game was over. I couldn’t order one without thinking of the consequences.
Why, why, why did I have to know the truth?
Before getting pregnant, I liked sweets, but I didn’t crave them. Now, my day is centered around trying to resist them. So when the Chipper left my life, a big, gaping hole was left. I was determined to fill the void with fruit, my old love. But alas, there are sugary obstacles everywhere.
Recently, Mike encouraged me to support the Girl Scouts by purchasing our favorite cookies. It was just what we needed, really, the tempting allure of peanut butter and chocolate just steps away from the living room couch. I have committed the calories per serving to memory in order to avoid moments of weakness, and my plan for the weekend is to stay strong until I can get to the supermarket to load up on strawberries and apples.
Wish me luck.