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	<title>Comments on: Day 70/71:  A Sugar-Free Mother&#8217;s Day</title>
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	<description>This American candy addict/journalist in France writes about quitting candy – and all desserts – for at least one year</description>
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		<title>By: High-Fructosed</title>
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		<dc:creator>High-Fructosed</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 16 May 2010 09:14:17 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Oh my gosh, Year Without Candy Girl. I love your Mother’s Day entry so much. I cried. I also laughed, because we have so much in common. My candy war wound is from trying to make my own peanut brittle (it was Indiana, after all, and you couldn&#039;t get what you wanted when you wanted it!) and my burn is at the base of my right thumb. We are a matched set.
 
This is such a great tribute to your Mother. I love all of the memories, and all the memories of candies. My mom used to use Necco wafers to play church with her siblings when she was a kid, so that&#039;s what I grew up doing too. Brach&#039;s chocolate stars? I had forgotten about them and how I could make them disappear in an afternoon. And last but not least, I have something in common with your Mother. I come from a long line of Cheez-it lovers, and I have often said that if I could only take one food to a desserted island, it would be Cheez-its. Oh, deserted island. Freudian slip. We take Cheez-its on every plane trip in case we are stuck on a tarmac with no food. (Because God forbid we be stuck on a plane with no food!)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Oh my gosh, Year Without Candy Girl. I love your Mother’s Day entry so much. I cried. I also laughed, because we have so much in common. My candy war wound is from trying to make my own peanut brittle (it was Indiana, after all, and you couldn&#8217;t get what you wanted when you wanted it!) and my burn is at the base of my right thumb. We are a matched set.</p>
<p>This is such a great tribute to your Mother. I love all of the memories, and all the memories of candies. My mom used to use Necco wafers to play church with her siblings when she was a kid, so that&#8217;s what I grew up doing too. Brach&#8217;s chocolate stars? I had forgotten about them and how I could make them disappear in an afternoon. And last but not least, I have something in common with your Mother. I come from a long line of Cheez-it lovers, and I have often said that if I could only take one food to a desserted island, it would be Cheez-its. Oh, deserted island. Freudian slip. We take Cheez-its on every plane trip in case we are stuck on a tarmac with no food. (Because God forbid we be stuck on a plane with no food!)</p>
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		<title>By: Jane Patrick</title>
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		<dc:creator>Jane Patrick</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 10 May 2010 00:00:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thank you for sharing this with me, Dana. Louise was the best of all possible worlds for me---a little mother-flavored fondant in the middle with a thick chocolate coating of dearest friend. I miss her more than I can say. I am more successful for having been able to see myself through her eyes. With affection,
Jane</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thank you for sharing this with me, Dana. Louise was the best of all possible worlds for me&#8212;a little mother-flavored fondant in the middle with a thick chocolate coating of dearest friend. I miss her more than I can say. I am more successful for having been able to see myself through her eyes. With affection,<br />
Jane</p>
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		<title>By: Christie Ferguson</title>
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		<dc:creator>Christie Ferguson</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 09 May 2010 19:20:34 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Dana, I remember how quick-witted your mother was and this brought it all back.  I&#039;m sure you must miss her very much.  Much love, Christie</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Dana, I remember how quick-witted your mother was and this brought it all back.  I&#8217;m sure you must miss her very much.  Much love, Christie</p>
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		<title>By: Barbara Kantrowitz</title>
		<link>http://www.ayearwithoutcandy.com/?p=898&#038;cpage=1#comment-197</link>
		<dc:creator>Barbara Kantrowitz</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 09 May 2010 14:47:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Dana,
This is a beautiful tribute. I think your mother would love it...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Dana,<br />
This is a beautiful tribute. I think your mother would love it&#8230;</p>
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