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Grenade A La Mode by Vapour Militia

Nothing beats mom's famous apple pie with spicy notes of cinnamon, nutmeg, and allspice tossed over the fresh, crisp fruit of fall. As if she hadn't outdone herself already, there was always a drizzle of golden caramel and a heaping scoop of creamy ice cream, speckled with the pure flavor of vanilla bean, slowly melting and running across the hot plate. When you're away from it, removed from the comforts of home with only memories and imagination to fill the void, nothing brings more enjoyment than a care package carrying one heavenly bite.

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