"My grandfather's peach cobbler was the heart of our holiday gatherings. The house smelled of warm peaches, and we couldn't dig in until the dishes from dinner were cleaned and put away, but once we could, it was pure joy. Back then, we paired it with butter pecan ice cream-now, I'd enjoy it with a glass of Champagne." -Chelsea Rush, Talent Acquisition Lead
My grandmother used to love to sneak us alcohol-not because she wanted us to develop taste or embrace our Italian heritage, but because she wanted to break the rules and piss off our parents. It still tastes better to me for that reason, that hint of illicit behavior. -Danielle Callegari, Writer-at-Large, Italy
"My sweetest memory from family holiday traditions was having La Florentine Torrone at the table. My brother and I always delighted in opening those little boxes with different Italian characters on them to get to the soft and chewy almond nougat candy." -Laura Newman, Copy Director, Catalog
"My favorite treat around the holidays is Peanut Butter Hershey's Kisses cookies. I have countless memories of arguing with my sister about who got the honor of baking them, who made them best, and who got to deliver them to our friends before the holidays. They were everyone's favorite and never lasted past December 24." -Molly Tuohy, Junior Designer, Client Success
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