My biscuits in my pantry sucks big time. It’s usually those Khong Guan types which i like some but they invariably buy those I don’t like. I hardly eat them. Unless it’s those round ones with the sugar swirl at the top.
Those came last week. So every once in a while, I’ll go to the pantry and scoop a handful from the container.
On Monday, the container was ¼ full (or ¾ empty for the pessimists) and pantry aunty was there. I asked her if there were more. She said no more. They ordered another kind.
When I returned from lunch, the receptionist told me the pantry aunty had something for me.

She packed the remaining biscuits and put it in a ziplock. How sweeeet!