I remember one of our family's special treats growing up was when 媽媽 and 爸爸 would come back from a long freeway drive to Phoenix Bakery in Chinatown with a pink box packed to the brim with deliciously fragrant crumbly yet crunchy Chinese almond cookies, each with a toasty almond in the middle.
These golden delights were eagerly snatched up by us three girls, each having our own style of devouring these almond scented treats. My special method was to nibble away all around until only the almond was left on its own island of cookie. Yummilicious!