A Milano is not a cookie . . . it is a divinity unto itself. Its name shall not be sullied with that of the plebeian pecan sandie or the bourgeois biscuit. No, my dear fellow, a Milano is so much more than a mere cookie I daren't even speak the words "Chocolate Chip" in its presence. The pale comparison that a regular cookie provides only enhances the Milano's status of keep-your-hands-off-my-cookie-or-I'll-stab-you.
That is all.
ALL HAIL THE MIGHTY MILANO!