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| It was Christmas Eve and there was faux snow under the mistletoe. This is, after all, the land of make believe. |
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| The sun begins to go down at the pier. |
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| What a beautiful walk to our dinner. |
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| Waiting for our farm-to-table dinner. It rivaled my childhood food, when we raised and grew everything and it was prepared by amazing cooks in the name of my Mom and Dad. |
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| Santa Claus, himself, gave us a ride back to our car. |
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| But, not before enjoying the recommended cake made of whole wheat and olive oil. https://emmaandisabeltakela.wordpress.com/2014/09/10/malibu-farm-pier-cafe/ |
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