Peach Crisp in a Mug: Many juicy returns
I'm not sure when it was that I fell in love with peaches. It may have been the first time I remember my dad coming home from a business trip to Benton Harbor, Mich. He walked in the door with a big box of fuzzy rosy-gold fresh-picked Michigan peaches.
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