I arrive at the best little cookbook store in all the land, and am greeted by a fairy godmother by the name of Bonnie Slotnick, along with an array tasty bites and sugary delights...
And, after spending two hours crawling on the floor perusing piles of said delights and talking to Bonnie about the joys of whipped meringues and Minneapolis's own Nordicware, I had to choose but a few from my pile of many. One day I'll come back with more money, Bonnie, and perhaps a tray of cookies as well.
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