The short story, “The Cookie,” was a very interesting read for me. At first, I was confused by the format of the text, finding it very difficult to follow because of all the commas and sentence breaks. This created very long sentences that lost meaning if you didn't pay attention. However, I managed to look past the structure and focus on the content of the passage. In the text, the man reflecting on their experience is reminded of a particular taste when he takes a sip of his tea, but then is reminded of the taste when he dips his madeleine cookie into his tea. It was just how his aunt did when he was a boy. At first, I was confused how someone can completely misidentify or forget a taste. However, then I remembered. 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 were and my Dad couldn’t remember for the life of him either. So, the memory of out-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 rushed 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.”

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