OMG. So my nostrils were overwhelmed by the wonderful aroma that is cinnamon and baked apples. This past week my mom made some to-die-for apple bars of sorts. At first I was so confused as to consider it a cake or a bar. Either way a good 30 minutes later my mouth started watering as I could smell all the smells of such a baked good. It was like comfort in your mouth with each warm bite. Om.Nom.Nom. I will now leave you to live vicariously through my photos. Heh heh heh, let the torture begin.