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Where dinner debate is dished out.

You know she’s wrong. Not just a little bit wrong, either, like the time she steadfastly declared that daddy long legs were spiders. (You told her it was a common mistake—not everyone knows they’re arachnids called opiliones.) But you let it slide for now. Because while you’ve been screaming with smirks, waving drumsticks in the air like conductors, and stabbing baby carrots for emphasis, you’ve also been enjoying every moment. It doesn’t matter who’s right or wrong.

Because the debate rages on, floating on the scent of roasted chicken and potatoes and carrots. Engulfed by the buttery aroma of everyone’s favorite rolls. Punctuated by the promise of those amazing warm chocolate chip cookies with a hint of just a little something special—maybe cinnamon?—for dessert. Yes, you know she’s wrong. But a delicious dinner and daring debate are just right. And we have all the ingredients to make it right.


Where

breakfast banter begins.

Wipe the sleep from your eyes. Let the bacon corral you into the kitchen. You may not be fully awake yet. But your taste buds sure are. And so is your three-year-old. Asking all of the ever important questions like, “How does the ‘frigerator make ice?” and brightly exclaiming that the sun is wide awake.

And even though you lament the sun and just how awake it is, you cut up pancakes and bacon, answer all of the questions, and bask in the banter you have with your toddler. You won’t have moments like these forever. But, for now, you have all the ingredients you need to hold onto this really amazing one.


Where snacktime gossip grows.

You really wanted to grab a donut from the break room. But an apple and some office gossip sure beat a jelly-filled donut and gossip. You only need one guilty pleasure, right? And now you only have worry about one little indulgence.


Where lunchtime lingo simmers.

Your mom used to make tomato soup and grilled cheese. And now you make it for her while discussing your new job. And she reminds you that you’re still her baby. So we’re glad we have all you need—tomato soup, cheddar, and nostalgia—to make you feel like a kid again.


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