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Gastronomic Meditations: Christmas Cocoa |
Cradling a steaming mug in my hands and stifling a yawn, I surveyed the pile of presents underneath the tree. ?Mom,? I asked with concern, ?you put in two packets instead of one, right?? She had indeed ? the cup I was clutching enclosed the contents of two whole packets of Swiss Miss powder, some hot water, and a candy cane for stirring. As steam rose from the mug the candy cane began to sweat, the red and white stripes melding into a sticky pink. It was 6:30 in the morning on Christmas Day, and I was twelve years old. Whenever I wasn?t tearing into a present (we opened them youngest to oldest, one by one), I held the candy cane between my fingers and gently swirled the cocoa around it, causing the cane to dissolve into a peppermint icicle with a deathly sharp tip. (read more)
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