After enrolling Jackie in school we stopped for pastries at the cake place, the place where we got her birthday cake, where they have a picture of Bill Cosby and Lionel Hampton on the wall, blowing out the candles on Lionel’s 80th birthday cake that I guess they made. In the back an old timer was dipping black-and-white cookies. That’s not something you see too often. Feels like something you’re not supposed to see, that’s supposed to stay mystified. Like the way they print a dollar bill, or your parents putting presents in the stockings. Anyway, he dipped the white halves first.