Amos to the Rescue
If it wasn't for my colleague who alerted me, I'd still be thinking that our Chief Publisher had given each of us a tin of tea leaves for Christmas. After all, it did say "G. Woodrow Fine Tea Merchant". As it turned out, she got us Famous Amos cookies, which I snacked on following fireworks at Marina and feeling famished.
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