"Let's call Fig Newton and tap into his vast store of knowledge on the subject."

When everyone had been served juice, Fig Newton sat at the table, too.

I checked the plate and looked in the back seat for the box of Fig Newtons.

I nodded in agreement and popped another Fig Newton into my mouth.

We chewed Fig Newtons and thought about that for a while.

He was holding a package with a few Fig Newtons in it.

Since Fig Newton is a trademark, the variations are often simply called bars.

One fellow gave me a Fig Newton, and I didn't even ask.

And a Fig Newton sits among a stack of books.

What could be so mysterious about placing a value on Fig Newtons?