Creative Cookie Exchange

Snooping can pay off. I spied a container labeled Fairy Cookies in my cousin-in-law’s kitchen. Turns out the jar held homemade cookie mix that cousin Nancy learned how to make in the third grade! Lucky for me, Nancy had just baked a batch of the fairy cookies. Nibbling Nancy’s freshly baked cookies whirled me back to memories of my grandmother Nona’s baking. There is something magical and comforting about the fairy cookies.

Do apples conjure up images of Halloween apple bobbing? Remembrances of blushing as deep red as the apple you presented to your first grade teacher? Or does Apple simply signify the name of a computer company?