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She chops nuts like a maniac.

There's usually flour all of the kitchen for the whole day.

We can't eat dinner at the kitchen table.

Cookie dough of all colors and consistencies is created.

Once the temp heats up in there, we start to sweat and the delirium kicks in.

I end up fighting with my nemesis, the cookie pump, until I remember
that it likes tenderness.

And I always end up with a stomach ache that night.

And every year, we have fun and people are thankful, even though we
swear off doing it again the following year.

Pandora playing Xmas songs, fire going, tree got its lights, ladies baking cookies.