Six weeks ago I was in full fledged holiday baking mode and my mom joined me one evening for some girl time, Baileys and coffee and a semi-professional cookie decorating contest. She won, I think, on account of finishing all her Baileys and half of mine. Touche mom. Touche. Over the course of a few hours we dipped pretzels in chocolate, sprinkled peppermint on chocolate bark and crowned peanut butter blossoms with a Hershey’s kiss. And you know what happened next? …
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