Is your remembrance of Remembrance accurate?

If your remembrance of Remembrance of Things Past is the same as mine you will incorrectly remember that "Swann's Way" begins with the (unnamed) narrator eating a madeleine cake and recalling his childhood, but in fact it does not - the madeleine cake, crumbled and consumed while sipping tea, does not make its appearance on stage till the end of the first section of the Combray part of the the novel - about 50 pages in. Who knew? The novel begins with narrator - let's call him Proust and be done with it - recalling how in his childhood in Combray he would sometimes lie in bed and wait for his mother to come upstairs and give him a goodnight kiss, and from that Proust builds the most evocative and elusive narrative and psychological and epistemological lacework ever composed - almost impossible to recapture in summary - meditations on pleasure delayed and anticipated, what each sounds and nuance would mean about whether his mother would come upstairs or not or how long she would stay, a long section on a small dinner at which neighbor M. Swann joins the family and father peremptorily suggests Proust go to be early (echo of first line of masterpiece novel) and he awaits his mother - when she comes upstairs he runs to her, father surprisingly suggests mother attend to Proust, Proust bursts into sobs, everyone notes how sad he seems, leads to extraordinary passage (p.37 in Davis translation) about the many sorrows of his life that now are becoming clear to him, as the convent bells in the distance are unheard during the bustle of the day but then emerge as the town grows quiet in the evening and at night. Also a lovely and funny passage about gifts from his grandmother: I could not give the boy anything that was not well written.