"The Cookie"

The short story “The Cookie” was a very interesting read to me. At first, I was confused by the format of the text, finding it very difficult to read because of all the commas and sentence breaks. Then, I looked past the structure and focused on the content of the passage. I was confused how someone can completely misidentify or forget the taste of something. In this case, when the woman took a sip of tea, she was reminded of a particular taste, but she couldn’t pinpoint it. Then all of the sudden, she was reminded of her Aunt Leonie’s madeleine cookies because it was her aunt who used to dip the cookies into her tea. Ironically, I have had an experience very similar to the one depicted in this passage. When I was about five or six living in London, my Dad brought back a combination of desserts. Looking back, I had no idea what the desserts are and my Dad couldn’t remember for the life of him what I was talking about. So, the memory of another worldly dessert was all I had to go on. Then one day, about three years ago, I ordered bread pudding for dessert at Pamela’s Diner back home. Little did I know how shocked I was about to be. I took a bite of the magnificent looking dessert and sure enough, the memory of my Dad bringing home an assortment of desserts popped into my head. That was what he brought home ten or so years ago. The decade long mystery was finally solved similarly to the one in the passage “The Cookie.”