Mrs. Fields: Charlotte, NC: Charlotte Douglass International Airport

I had such pleasant memories of the packaged cookies from this lady, so I've had a curiosity to eat one from a shop, assuming that they're cooked that day or at least more recently than a packaged one. I got a semisweet chocolate with nuts (the sign didn't specify which kind, but they turned out to be walnuts).



It was soft and yummy, but my neighbor bakery's cookies have raised my standards. Alas, some pleasures from childhood are simply gone, cutoff from our adult selves.