Shaped like a shell, three in a pack, Proust dips each cookie thoughtfully into his double expresso
The first conjures memories of his childhood, his mother and father
The second inspires thoughts of his brother
The third remembrances of his lovers
What delightful memories a madeleine reveals for Proust
A simple taste is all it takes to create a world
The exit line moves too quickly for him to savor the past.