Ate 3 egg tarts today. Bought 2 for myself and another one was was given by my college mate. Suddenly thinking of my childhood lifetime. Still remember that sometimes my mom and grandma will buy some egg tarts for me to school. When i was a kid, i feel nothing with the egg tarts. When i was given the egg tarts, i will blame that they were not delicious. But now, when i eat them, the memory keep appears in my mind. The memory is just like a catalyst. It brings to the taste of the tarts.