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Chocolate Chip Blondies

If you want to make something home-made, not from a box, this is a great recipe. I just love a recipe that is super fast, with little cleanup and calls for only a few ingredients that I always have on hand. You can also do your own add-ins, depending on what you like. The Smitten Kitchen Blog has a lot of other great recipes too. Click on the link below for the recipe. Happy baking!

Smitten Kitchen Blondies

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