week FivE: Areias

'areias. the sands of the pacific -- this is how i will remember them. such a delicate cookie traveled 2,000 miles, with love. love from the baker's hands, to carefully shape the treats, pack them up, send them off. love for the simple sweet smell of cinnamon. love for the moist crumble, collapsing in my mouth. and love for the little bit of comfort these cookies offered. warmth and familiarity and happiness.'

by kb /invited blogger  #1/