Milk and cookies boys was a term coined up back in high school by my friend Miss Jade. A milk and cookie guy is someone essentially who loves his mom, helps out in the housework, has female friends that are just friends, cleans up after himself, enjoys chatting and shopping with chicks, and respects women.
In some ways Swedish boys seem to fit the description to a tee. After all these years of searching for the elusive, yet tasty, milk and cookies guys, there is an abundance of them in Sweden. Had I been looking in all the wrong places all these years or the concept of the nice guy, blasted too harshly by American media, was an endangered species? Are American men overrun by social stigmas of nice guys finishing last? Or do Swedes do what they see right and in return, many follow the “nice guy” routine (though not finishing last)?
With that said, most girls want a milk and cookies guy in the long run but just can’t date them in the short run. It is the bad boy attitude women love. Girls do not love the nice boy next door, because he’s just too tame and boring. Or he’s just too nice. Bad boys treat girls like crap and yet, we will do whatever for them. Bad boys are the devilish chocolate cakes: loaded with creme, chocolate curls on the frosting, cherries, calories, and the guilty aftermath feeling.
What we like about the triple layered chocolate cake boys:
- confidence and a high self esteem (like whipped cream)
- know how to compliment (cherries on the top)
- love to party and know how to have fun (three layers of chocolate cake)
- have balls (creme between the cake layers)
- can play the game (frosting on the cake)
- act gentlemanly at bars and at dinner (chocolate curls on the frosting)
The problem with the milk and cookies boys:
- shy (sugar)
- lack confidence to ask a girl out (flour)
- cannot flirt well (vanilla)
- too sweet and nauseating at times (eggs)
- easily run over by a woman (baking powder)
- boring (vanilla)
I met the definition of a nice guy in Sweden sometime back. He was just so nice that I was honestly bored out of my mind. Bored! He would make a lovely husband, but his personality was too nice, like a unicorn, I felt doing any serious craziness would kill him. Like in Harry Potter, killing a unicorn is the most vile act possible. Like this guy, a super duper nice Swedish guy, I would have killed him out of boredom. And yet he would be a highly eligible bachelor: nice, smart, educated, on the right path. All the right things.
But I digress, the point is, he was THE milk and cookies guy and I totally didn’t care for him.
If the nice boys just got some balls and style, we would have chocolate chip oatmeal cookies instead of butter cookies. They are tasty and sweet and don’t pack the guilt like devil’s chocolate cake. Þorbjörn, the boyfriend/sambo, fits in the M&C category but more as a chocolate chip oatmeal cookie. He has some flair and a strong personality but his head is screwed on straight and he’s definitely a homeboy cuddler.
Oh yes, and a Piggelin is an ice cream stick with a pearish flavor – it’s totally strange Swedish artificialness.