I am not ashamed of my love for Pepperidge Farms. I did spend some time on a peanut farm as a wee lass, after all.
(How this translates into loving boxed cakes I have no clue, but roll with me here.) It is beyond me how long this particular flavor has existed without my somehow sensing it's aura calling me from the freezer section at Kroger. Maybe it has been there all along. Maybe I have been ignorant and deprived. Maybe. But no longer. You really must consume
this entire cake at your earliest convenience.
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