Pastry Cookie left her name and her past behind on the day of her Sacred Brining when she was rebaked as a devoted sister of the St. Pastry Order. "... like a rolling pin flattening the many layers of pastry dough into uniformity, hardships and suffering produce the endurance to conquer the temptations of our crumbly bodies and souls." Now, looking from under the golden phyllo veil, these eyes see nothing else but a turbulent world to be rebuilt in the Order's image. 