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♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
[alarm chiming]
93 degrees for the mirror glaze.
Perfect.
All right, team, listen up,
15 days to go and after the year that we've had,
we really need to win The Big Holiday Pastry Show.
So, let's get baking.
Santa's coming.
There you go. Enjoy.
[sighs]
[bell on door jingles]
Hi there.
Welcome to Well Bread. What can I get you?
Do you have any of those "macarownie" things here?
Sorry, we don't crossbreed desserts here.
Why not? Crossbreeding leads to amazing things.
Really? Like what?
Golden Doodles. Seedless watermelon.
Sporks.
[fake chuckles]
Well, if you want a Frankensweet,
you can go across the street,
with all the other internet sheep.
[Simon]: I'm not actually here for a pastry.
I shepherd the internet sheep.
Oh, no, no, no thank you.
Hear me out.
You can still scale your products nationwide.
You were just partnered with the wrong people last time.
Really?
I can get you back on track.
Simon, is it?
Do you know what 10,000 returned units due to mislabels,
improper temperature storage, and several scathing
reviews across every major food publication
does to a chef's reputation?
Decimates it.
Yeah.
That's why you need me.
[scoffs]
Ten minutes. That's all I ask.
[card taps on counter]
Fine. Have a seat.
I'll get you a macaroon.
A real one.
Great. Look forward to it.
Get your CPA down, use affiliate advertising, and drop shipping.
Your last launch didn't have a real internet presence
and your social media could really use a boost.
How come you're not in any of the videos?
[scoffs] - I mean, why would I,
why would I be in the videos? [chuckles]
You're a great chef, and you're beautiful,
it's a no-brainer.
Um, no! No, I am a pastry chef.
I am, I am not an influencer.
You might be the queen of pastry but where's the sparkle?
I... I have sparkle.
Bring my company on to partner with you.
Just because you had one bad launch doesn't mean
you should shy away from new avenues.
Growing companies is what I do.
Hmm.
You know what? I think that I have heard enough.
But [clears throat] thank you for coming.
But I haven't even shown you my slides
on social media strategy yet.
I'm good.
Fine. Suit yourself.
[scoffs]
Whoa. Sorry. Whoa.
[laughs] - What's with Hercules?
Ugh, don't ask. Hi!
Hi! Oh.
Why don't we go back to my place and unwind?
You unwind?
You're so funny. [laughs]
How was the trip?
[gentle music]
Set the mood.
♪ Find a note under your tree ♪
Um, look, I know you don't want to relive
the nightmare of your brief foray
into the frozen foods aisle, but--
No, I don't.
Uh, maybe this Simon guy has a point.
Maybe social media will put you more in control.
I don't wanna spend my day cooking for likes.
No more angel investors, no more scoring.
I mean, this Big Holiday Pastry Show is gonna be televised.
Celebrity chefs. Back in the gauntlet.
Just a real chance for me to show that I'm still in the game.
Get my bakery back on track.
Hmm.
Diana, have I lost my sparkle?
Don't be ridiculous.
It's just Christmases, there used to be a zoo
at Well Bread, and now they're a, they're a library.
I mean, I went from wunderkind to irrelevant overnight.
[chuckles] - You're very sparkly.
You'll do the competition, and you will win.
Yeah. [phone rings]
Ahem.
Oh, speaking of, this is the producer right now.
Marianna, hi.
Uh, yes.
Right now? Okay.
No problem, I'll be right there.
What?
Uh... they moved up the call time
for reading the brief on camera.
Now?
Yes, now.
- Okay. - Okay.
[indistinct] Okay, how's my hair?
- It's perfect. - Okay.
Okay, no, give me your stuff.
Okay, here you go.
- Here you go. - Good luck!
I'm good. [Producer]: Camera rolls...
[Host]: And now, The Big Holiday Pastry Show.
We're here at the Chicago
Christmas Market,
which will host
The Big Holiday Pastry Show!
This competition is a true test
for these master pastry chefs' skills.
They'll have between now and Christmas to prep
their creations, based on a very difficult brief.
Then they'll present
these masterful creations
right here on Christmas Day.
These four chefs represent the best and brightest
in the world of sugar.
And some are hometown heroes,
here to regain their former glory.
And some are here to prove
that tradition isn't everything.
That's right, we've got the inventor of the "macarownie"
joining us this year, Miss K.T. Cinnamon.
All right, chefs, let's reveal this year's brief.
The judges want you to build
your Christmas pastry creations with your childhood in mind.
Incorporate a favourite holiday recipe from when you were kids.
Ingredients that invoke memories
and bring you back to your Christmas past.
We want you to capture the essence of Christmas.
Tell us the story of what you created, and why.
Now, go "sleigh"
those holiday sweets.
[jingle bells]
Should be interesting.
- Bye, Jakey. - Good to see you.
- Amanda. - K.T.
Hmm, surprised to see you here.
I wish I could say the same.
It's so brave of you, though,
to compete again, after such an embarrassing year.
[sucks air]
Yeah well, you know me, never one to um,
to back down from a challenge.
- Oh. - And I, I mean, I have
won this before.
- Huh. - Several times.
- Hmm. - So, there's,
there's really no reason why I can't do it again.
Oh, we'll just see about that in a few weeks.
Hi.
Is K.T. Cinnamon her real name?
No! Of course not.
She's intense. Right?
Let's go. - Ugh.
Okay. - Hmm.
So, childhood memories.
I mean, whatever I come up with,
it's got to win over not only the judges' tastebuds,
but their hearts, too.
Well, what are your favourite memories from growing up?
Um, I mean, tobogganing all day long on Sugar Hill with Tanya.
And then going gift shopping with you.
Ah.
I mean, it's Paisley.
It's our hometown.
Well, maybe you should come back with me for Christmas.
I mean, you haven't, you haven't been back to Paisley
since your parents moved.
If the brief says childhood memories.
- Uh-huh. - Well, then, there's no better
way to jog those than... making the pilgrimage back.
- This is true. - Yeah.
It would be a great way to bring back some memories.
You know, cooking with my mom and then
finishing every Christmas meal with...
[together]: Jackie's Joy to the World Fudge!
[gasping]
Do I still have her number?
[chiming music] Ahem.
[cellophane crinkling]
[phone rings]
Good morning, Little Shop of Fudge.
Jackie! It's, it's Amanda Stewart.
Amanda, my favourite French pastry chef.
Oh.
Are you coming back home
soon for the holidays?
Well, that's exactly why I'm calling.
Oh?
Do you still make that incredible
Joy to the World Fudge?
♪ Snow light, so bright ♪
Here we are, home, sweet home.
Hey, hey, hey. Barritone.
How's it goin', Amandatron.
[laughs] - Hi. Good to see you.
Oh, thank you.
Oh, you guys, the house, it looks amazing.
But where are the Christmas lights?
Are you kidding?
As soon as Diana told me you were coming, I had to wait.
You know how much I like putting our house guests to work.
Barry, no distractions.
Amanda has a lot of baking to do.
Good.
I haven't eaten since lunch.
- Let's go. - Ah!
Do you remember, freshman year,
you baked the entire football team cinnamon rolls.
- Oh. - Yeah, you were, you were up
all night.
I had the biggest,
most irrational crush on Kevin.
Well, yeah, he was the quarterback,
and the first kid in our grade to grow facial hair.
So, I mean, who could blame you?
True.
[timer buzzes]
Oh, oh, ah, they're ready.
Barry!
- Okay. - Mm.
Well, that smell is so good I could cry.
[chuckles] - So, we have chocolate chip,
we have gingerbread, we have shortbread.
One of these is going to be the base.
Now, it needs to be strong enough
to support like, a good amount of weight.
Now, as you try them,
I want you to imagine them
filled with the flavour that transports you
back to the very best of childhood Christmases,
Jackie's Joy to the World Fudge.
Which... I'm going to use as a mirror glaze.
Hmm.
Is that a good sound or a bad sound?
I'm, I'm sorry but these...
- Yeah. - ...are out of this world.
Oh, okay. Thank goodness.
You scared me.
Mm. Mm-hmm.
Amanda, these are incredible.
Okay, perfect.
[chuckling]
Wait, did you say Jackie was going to Finland?
- Mm-hmm. - She met someone online.
- Christmas romance. - Mm-hmm.
[upbeat instrumental "12 Days of Christmas"]
Aunt Jackie, you can trust me
with your shop while you're away.
I do. Of course I do.
But I've never left my shop before.
Much less during Christmas.
Nothing to worry about.
You are looking at one of Bay Area
Business' Top Disrupters.
I think I can handle your little shop for a few weeks.
How hard could it be?
I know that you think that because you spend a lot
of time hobnobbing with suits in boardrooms
that somehow those skills will translate here.
But you're in for a wake-up call.
It's in good hands.
Do you know that I grew eight businesses
in the last year alone?
I'm sure you've heard of Genius H2O.
Who?
Well, you will. Just signed a deal
with every major airport in the U.S.
What does this have to do with fudge?
[sighs] - Aunt Jackie,
go follow your heart to Finland.
I got this.
Its just fudge.
Simon, come here.
[tender music]
I appreciate that you are here
and goodness knows it's nice
that you're getting some time away from Silicon Valley.
But it's not just fudge.
I don't run my place like a Fortune 500 company.
That's true.
This isn't going to be a cake walk.
If you're here to putz around on vacation,
then I've got news for you.
I promise I will not fudge around while you're away.
If you promise to be fully present on your trip with Onni.
I've got everything under control.
Well, I suppose the best way
to learn how to swim is to jump into the deep end.
You deserve to love again, Aunt Jackie.
It's what Tio would want.
Your Tio loved me very much.
- Mmhmm. - And you.
You have his smile. You know that?
[chuckles softly]
[timer dings]
More fudge?
You can never have enough.
Trust me.
It's just fudge.
How hard can it be?
Famous last words.
Sorry, did you say something?
Mm-mm.
[wind gusting]
[bell on door jingles]
Hello?
Jackie? It's Amanda.
I'm just here for the uh, fud--
Oh, my gosh.
I'm just having a piece of fudge.
Hope that's okay.
And it's incredible, by the way.
Excuse me.
You.
What are you doing here?
I could say the same thing about you.
Oh, don't tell me that you're turning this place
into one of your little clickbait shops.
Clickbait.
How did you even find out about this place anyway?
Do you have like, a little database of amazing businesses
ripe for corrupting?
Jackie's my aunt.
Oh.
I'm in charge while she's away.
Oh.
And we're closed.
Oh.
We open at 10 A.M. tomorrow, though.
Uh, that's okay. I'm just, I'm just here
for the Joy to the World Fudge. Jackie, she um,
she put some aside for me, so.
Don't see anything for you here. Sorry.
- Really? - Mm-hmm.
Maybe she forgot. Um, that's okay,
I'll just, I'll just buy some.
All right, then.
Um...
- Need a hand? - Me? No. No, I got this.
The...
[cash register clicks]
Funny, I could've sworn that was the one that--
Hmm.
[button clicks]
[bell dings]
[drawer rasps open]
Boop.
Right. Look, are you sure
that she didn't put some aside?
It's just, it's not like her to forget.
Well, if she did, she didn't specify where.
Well, can you keep looking?
Because I need it for the test bake.
Test bake?
The Big Holiday Pastry Show.
It requires recipes from childhood Christmas.
You're using my aunt's fudge for a competition?
Oh, yeah.
So, if we could just speed this along.
You can't make something else for the competition?
I mean, there must be a gazillion other things
you could whip up.
Joy to the World Fudge has a completely
unparalleled flavour profile.
It is singular.
Did ya check under the register?
Why in the world
would she leave it under the register?
Ahem.
Huh.
Oh.
Oops.
Ahem.
On the house.
Wait a minute, just one box?
'Cause I'm gonna need a lot more.
You're gonna have to come back tomorrow if you want more.
We're closed. And I have to take inventory
before I can sell anything.
Jackie does inventory by hand,
so unless you wanna hang out and wait for me
to count each individual piece of fudge.
Hard pass.
Ahem. Good luck with that.
Merry Christmas.
Yeah.
[Diana]: How was Jackie? Did you catch her before she left?
No, but I did meet her nephew, Simon.
Or should I say, re-met?
Mm, these look good.
They're still a little hot.
Hey, I remember Simon.
He used to come to Paisley
to visit his aunt a few Christmases.
Hmm.
But he was cute then.
What does he look like now?
I don't know, you thought he was cute the other day.
- What? - It turns out Jackie's Simon
is the same Simon from the tech company
that wants to influencer-ise me.
So, the cute guy that was at your shop
is actually Jackie's nephew?
Mm-hmm. And she's asked him to watch the shop
while she's gone.
Which makes him the gatekeeper to the fudge.
Hmm.
I got this.
[joyful music]
[bell chimes] Hello?
Um, be with you in a sec.
Okay.
Tanya?
Uh, Amanda.
What are you doing here?
Well, I... I mean, I'm, I'm home for Christmas.
Hey. - Hey.
Are you okay?
Yeah. M-me, totally.
I'm, I'm happy to see you.
You don't really look like it. Talk to me.
[crying] - Lawrence and I broke up.
Lawrence, Lawr--, wait a minute, Lowlife Larry?
You were dating low-life Larry?
He stopped being a lowlife after high school.
He's an insurance salesman now.
He dumped me.
Ah, honey.
I'm fine.
What about you? What are you doing here?
I thought you had a fancy bakery in Chicago to run?
Oh, I do, I'm just, I'm actually in town prepping
for The Big Holiday Pastry Show.
Oh! That's so cool.
Wait, does that mean you know K.T. Cinnamon?
I am obsessed.
I follow her on everything.
Yes. Yes, I know her.
I wanna hear everything.
It's, it's been ages since we hung out.
I know! I know! You know what?
Why don't you come over to Diana's tonight
and we can have a proper catch up?
- That sounds nice. - Great.
[indistinct chatter]
Okay.
Put that in here.
You say three? Three, okay.
[Amanda]: Wow. - There you go.
Thank you.
[Amanda]: Quite busy.
There you go. Thank you. Merry Christmas.
[phone rings] Oh, uh, just one second, okay?
[stammering] Uh...
Uh, Little Shop of Fudge. Can you hold, please? Thank you.
[phone clatters]
Hi there, you seem very busy
but I, I baked you cookies.
A little peace offering.
Can you watch the register for me?
I have to go check in the kitchen.
Oh. Sure.
Hi there.
What can I get for you?
Let me guess, Joy to the World Fudge?
[cash register chimes]
Here you go.
Oh, excellent.
That is perfect. Thank you. Enjoy.
Okay, who is next? Hi there.
I love your jacket.
Two of these? Great.
- Thank you. - Just one moment.
This place is a zoo
and my front of house called in sick today.
Well, I will get outta your hair.
I just need 30 boxes of Joy to the World Fudge.
I'm all out.
[laughs] - He's so funny.
You're... you're joking, right?
You just sold the last box.
- Wait, are you serious? - Mm-hmm.
Well, when are you getting more?
Oh, when Jackie gets back,
I guess, so, uh, sometime around New Years.
What?
We're out. What do you want me to do about it?
Well, you just, you go and you make some more.
Me? I don't know how to make the fudge.
You go get your employee to make some more.
They don't know how to make it either.
I, I'm sorry, I'll be right with you.
Jackie is extremely secretive about that recipe.
You would have better luck tracking down the nuclear codes.
But I need it. I need it for my competition.
Do the competition without it.
Gah... okay.
You know what? It's totally fine.
I'll just make the fudge myself.
Um, where's the recipe?
Call Jackie.
Hmm, no. No can do.
I promised I would not bother her on her vacation.
What?
Relax, okay?
You can just make something else
for the competition.
It's just fudge.
[scoffs] - Just fudge.
Mm-hmm.
You listen to me, you very tall, corporate vampire,
I am not gonna let you ruin my comeback.
You get Jackie on the phone and you get that recipe, now.
- Yes, ma'am. - Okay.
Okay.
Just be one minute.
Ahem. [call dials]
[Jackie's Voicemail]: This is Jackie.
I'm on vacation and ignoring my phone for once.
Don't leave a message.
Oh, and if this is Simon calling,
figure it out! Ha, ha.
[beep]
[call beeps off]
It appears we are on our own.
[gasps]
Did ya hear that everyone?
Joy to the World Fudge is 86'd.
That means we're sold out.
[all]: Aw!
I'm sorry, we're sold out.
Ruined Christmas.
Huh, okay, that's fine.
[curious music]
[door clunks shut]
Wait a minute, what are you...
You're just, you're gonna close?
I'm tired, and this is supposed to be my vacation.
Great. Now I have to rework my entire strategy.
Thank you. You know what? Your aunt,
she'd be disappointed.
Hey, wait. Um...
What?
Didn't you win
some kind of blind taste test in France?
Yeah.
You've tasted the fudge before.
Can't you just guess the ingredients?
[scoffs] - Oh, okay.
It is not that simple.
It took Jackie an entire Christmas
to create that recipe.
How do you know that?
The story.
The, the one that was in every box that you sold.
You mean that little holiday poem thingy?
It's the Joy to the World story.
You know, five days, five magical ingredients.
Wow.
So, kinda like a recipe.
No, no, it's not a recipe,
it's more, it's more like um...
a riddle.
Actually, Joy Fudge,
it has to be Jackie's classic recipe base
with five magical Christmas ingredients added.
So, if we can figure out the riddle,
then we have the recipe.
Where's the poem?
I actually don't know where Jackie keeps the inserts.
Well, can you help me look?
Okay.
I mean, it's gotta be around here, right?
Uh-huh.
[exhales]
Anything in there?
Hasn't she ever heard of a PDF?
What kind of system is this?
Okay, you know what? I'm, I'm gonna go.
And for the love of fudge,
let's hope that you find it.
Brr. [exhaling]
Hello?
You guys?
You would not believe what that Simon guy... did...
- Hi. - Kevin, hi.
I invited Kevin over for dinner.
I thought it would be great for all of us to catch up.
How unexpected.
Amanda, did you know that Kevin is a doctor now?
Yeah, he's the new resident at Paisley General.
Uh, congratulations.
Thank you. You look so great.
[stammering] - Thank you.
So do you.
Diana, can I talk to you about that thing?
Uh, what thing?
The, the thing.
Uh, yeah. I, I, I will be right back.
Just give me one second.
Right. Okay.
Are you joking me right now?
- What's the big deal? - A set-up?
Oh, come on, Amanda, it's dinner.
We all need to eat.
Oh, come on.
Come on, you two were bananas for each other growing up.
And all that stood in the way was that you went to schools
in different countries.
You are unbelievable.
I, I am very busy right now.
Come on, just give it a chance?
Please? There might still be something there.
[sighs]
Uh... [laughs].
Uh, Barry, can I talk to you, you, about the thing?
- What thing? - Just get up, Barry.
[clears throat]
It's okay.
[exhales] So...
You know, I was in a work conference a few years ago
in Chicago and I, uh, I thought about reaching out.
Really?
I even walked by your bakery.
There was this line-up out the door.
I could see you through the window and, uh,
you looked so accomplished.
So happy.
[chuckles] - Well, why didn't you come in?
I don't know.
I guess I... didn't wanna bother you.
I'm really sorry if, if this whole thing blindsided you.
I had no idea that Diana wasn't gonna tell you I was coming.
Oh, no, no, no, no, that's fine.
I mean it's...
[door opens]
...it's really good to see you, Kevin.
[door shuts] - It's good to see you.
Hi. Oh, sorry, am I interrupting something?
No! Not at all. Hi.
- Hi. - You came.
Yay! - Hi, Kevin.
Tanya.
Kevin, you've got to try
these shortbread cookies that Amanda made.
They're diabolical. - Oh, no thanks, Barry.
Uh, the butter goes right to my midsection.
[gentle instrumental "Silent Night" plays]
[alarm chiming]
[groans]
Cream binders.
[book claps closed]
[finger taps on phone]
Moment of truth.
[cookie crinkles] Ah!
Use a notoriously crumbly cookie
for the entire foundation of your dessert.
[sighs] What was I thinking?
[cookie crunches]
What?!
[bell on door jingles]
[alarm blaring]
Hello? Um... Simon?
Who's there?
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, wait, wait, wait.
It's just me. It's just me.
[exhales]
[beeping]
[alarm stops] [Simon]: Ugh!
What is with you? Are you, are you blind to
"We're closed" signs?
Well, why in the world
are you closed right now?
It's 6:30 A.M.
Sorry.
[Simon groans] - Baker's hours.
Huh.
Ahem. Baked fresh this morning.
[gentle music]
I'll make some coffee.
Great.
[Amanda]: Is this you?
Yeah. Pre-braces.
You look very, very happy.
Christmas was my favourite time of year.
Was?
I've worked over Christmas the last 10 years.
I love Christmas.
I live for the S&P 500.
[chuckles] - Of course you do.
So, did you find it?
[paper rustles]
Oh, thank you, Santa.
Ye of little faith.
[clears throat] - You ready?
Mm-hmm.
"One magical Christmas, five breathtaking dates.
Two strangers becoming lifelong soulmates.
We set off together, hand in hand,
creating our own winter wonderland.
This fudge is made of love
that we savoured each moment in time,
in new Christmas flavour."
This is just mumbo jumbo.
Okay, okay.
Well, maybe there's some clues in the text here.
Like um, okay, this last line,
it seems important,
"This fudge, it's made of pure Christmas joy.
The pairing of soulmates, one girl and one boy."
I mean, this, this is a love poem.
Who was Jackie writing about?
My Tio, Miguel.
He passed away eight years ago.
I used to love visiting for Christmas
and learning about his culture.
He was the light of my Aunt Jackie's life.
Miguel must have been a really amazing man
to inspire this poem.
And the fudge.
These are just activities.
Uh, things she and my Tio did when they first met.
Not things you can put in fudge.
Well, maybe the activities, they inspired the ingredients.
Maybe we need to retrace their steps.
How?
You know, we need to do everything
in the poem ourselves, in order to source the ingredients.
You wanna do exactly what my aunt and uncle did 40 years ago?
Well, if that's how Jackie discovered the recipe,
then maybe we can find it that way, too.
Huh.
Oh, come on.
Just... read the first clue.
The sweet slopes of winter did beckon us forth,
and after, a reward that replenished our warmth.
Sweet slopes of winter, could be skiing.
Hmm, my Aunt Jackie hates skiing.
She says, and I quote, "It's a hobby reserved
for people without common sense."
- Wow. - Yeah. She and my uncle
preferred to sit in the lounge
at the Sugar Hill Lodge.
Okay, but wait a minute, the, the story,
it says, "And after,
a reward that replenished our warmth."
Wait a minute.
That would explain the barrels.
The barrels?
I always wondered why
she hoarded so much cider in here.
Cider! Of course.
Sugar Hill Lodge always had the best hot cider.
- They really did. - Mm-hmm.
Wow, your aunt, she really cherishes her ingredients.
So, now what?
Now, we grab a barrel, start cooking.
- Wah! - What?
- Wah! - What is it?
It's on me. It's on me.
Get it off, get it off.
Get what off? Hey, stay still.
It's just... - Ew.
[winces] - A tiny, little cobweb.
Oh.
[exhales] Cool.
[sniffles]
All you. I'll get the door.
Okay.
Are you sure you don't need a hand?
Yeah, I got it. I got--
[groans]
- You wanna... - Hold on.
[grunts]
I just need a little rest and I'll be good.
Okay. That's a...
that was a lot heavier than I expected.
I think I got it.
Voila.
[barrel rumbles]
Not bad.
Let's crack this puppy open.
Wow.
[hammer banging]
[grunts]
[banging intensifies] Come on! Ugh!
What kind of sorcery is this?
[grumbles]
[grunting]
[exhaling]
[sighs]
[electric drill whirs] Whoa!
What are you planning on doing with that?
Say, "Open sesame."
[drill whirring]
[stopper pops]
[exhales]
Just tell any customers that come in
to try some of our other flavours.
Yes, I know people are upset.
We're working on it.
[snaps fingers]
Whew! Townspeople are gonna show up
with pitchforks any minute.
The employees are taking a lot
of heat over at the store.
Don't worry about it. We are gonna figure it out.
Your confidence is next level.
Ahem.
I'm baking and it's Christmas.
I don't know if I told you
this but... I love Christmas.
You might have mentioned it.
Looks good on you.
What does?
You, in your element.
You know, this is exactly
the kinda content you should be making.
Baking, doing what you do.
[giggles] Shimmying like you shimmy.
There you go.
No. No, no, no, no.
- Yeah. - No, no.
Shake it like you bake it, baby.
No, no, no. Can we focus?
Okay, okay. This is good stuff.
Will you focus. Please.
Ahem.
Okay, try this.
Tell me what it tastes like.
[tender music]
Aunt Jackie's classic chocolate fudge?
Okay, good.
[clears throat] Now this?
[fudge crinkles]
Same thing.
Good.
Ahem.
One's Jackie's, one's mine.
That's a heck of a party trick.
So, now that we have Jackie's classic
chocolate fudge base...
What's this?
Try it.
[crunch]
Apple cider.
Mm-mm-mm!
I mean, it's only one of the five secret ingredients,
but it's definitely one of them.
All right, so what's the next activity?
Well, I have to go build a very big mould
for an ornament.
Huh?
It's my showpiece.
It's gonna make the macarownie look like child's play.
Okay. While you go do that, I will be at the store
staving off the mob.
I will see you there first thing.
Um, at a reasonable time, please.
What's reasonable?
Ten A.M.?
Six.
Nine.
7:10.
8:30.
My place is surrounded by cameras,
so I'll know if you try to break in again.
You win.
- Good luck. - Thank you.
[Funky Jingle Bells tune plays]
What makes my pastry the essence of Christmas?
Hmm, it is...
So, talk to me.
About?
Your date?
Date? Oh, no, no, no,
Simon and I, we're, we're just, we're just working together.
I'm talking about Kevin.
Last night? I felt some vibes.
Oh, also not a date.
Why not? He's cute and he's a doctor.
I mean, Kevin's great, but I'm just, I'm so busy
trying to recreate this recipe that it's all I can think about.
That and that Simon guy. Driving me nuts.
Jackie's nephew, Simon?
Yes, he's just, he's so...
arrogant and stubborn and...
Handsome?
Yes. No.
I mean, uh, yes, but it...
it's, it's strictly professional.
Okay? I am helping him to help me to help him.
And look, the, the point is that it doesn't matter
that he's really good-looking.
Right.
You keep telling yourself that.
Well, I would like another latte.
I am on a break.
But for you, I'll make an exception.
He's not that good-looking.
I mean...
[laughing] - And then Mrs. Fletcher
was all, "Girls, you must stand taller."
"Uh, no bachelor admires slumped shoulders."
[laughs]
Why did she always talk like
she was from the 1800s?
"Lateness, it's a moral dilemma, ladies."
[laughs] To Mrs. Fletcher.
- Yes. - Mrs. Fletcher.
[doorbell chimes] Hmm, who's that?
I don't know.
Coming!
Maybe it's Mrs. Fletcher.
[laughs]
[sighs] [Diana]: Hi.
Come on in.
Look who's here! Look who it is!
Kevin.
[squeals]
What a surprise. [player clicks on]
[upbeat music starts]
[Amanda]: Uh...
Ladies.
[Diana gasps]
What's going on?
♪ I wish you still lived in Paisley ♪
♪ 'Cause you'd be right here ♪
♪ We could go on dates just like we were teens ♪
♪ You'd be my missus ♪
♪ I'd be the prom king ♪
[giggles]
Wow.
What do you think? Pretty good, right?
[stammers] - It was... thank you.
Ahem, so Amanda... Amanda.
Mm-hmm.
Kevin.
Will you go out with me, Thursday night?
Uh, sure.
- Yes! - Yeah, of course.
[laughs happily] Yes! Woo!
It worked. - All right.
Okay. Okay. Okay, bye!
- All right, good night. - Thank you.
[squeals then giggles]
Oh, come on. That was sweet.
What just happened?
Oh.
[inhales deeply]
Hmm. Not bad.
[sighs]
Wow.
[exhales]
Okay.
[Aunt Jackie]: "We spruced up the home
with a tradition of mine,
creating zesty beauty, one jewel at a time."
Wow.
Wait a minute,
spruced up the home.
[sighs deeply]
Oh. [lock clicks open]
Morning.
[exhales]
Were you a rooster in a past life?
Hilarious.
What are you doing here so early?
I thought I'd get a jump on the day.
Pre-empt any break-in attempts.
[chuckles sheepishly]
I have a cell phone, you know. Could've called me.
[container rattles]
I made more shortbread.
Thank you.
[chuckles]
I've been thinking about the poem,
going over it.
- Mm-hmm. - And then it dawned on me.
- Hmm? - They're decorating
a Christmas tree.
So, maybe Jackie and Miguel,
they went and they picked a Christmas tree
and they decorated it together.
And in doing so, she got the inspiration
for the next ingredient,
spruced up the home.
Spruce trees.
[footsteps tapping]
Hey, he's not ugly, he's just got character.
He's the Quasimodo of pines.
Well, every tree needs a home.
[grunts]
The whole point of picking a tree
is to find the perfect one.
Well, things can be special
without needing to be perfect.
I mean, you can't Photoshop real life.
Look! He's cute.
Might not be the star quarterback
but you gotta admit, he's got a little like, flare.
Okay.
It's growing on me a bit.
Oh. Why is that?
Just is.
Huh.
I'm sensing a personal connection.
Explain.
Okay.
I was short and smaller than the other boys growing up,
so I've always rooted for the little guy.
I have a hard time imagining you short.
I had a growth spurt in high school.
You wouldn't understand.
You were probably popular your whole life.
[inhales deeply] - Kinda.
Knew it. Bet you were prom queen.
Guilty.
All right, little Simon, are you ready to be bedazzled?
Please don't call him that.
[chuckles]
[Amanda]: Nope, still crooked. - Really?
You gotta, you gotta move it to the left.
The, the other left. The other left.
Okay. And then, and then uh, move it forward a little bit.
Back. Back, back, back, and then move it forward a little bit.
Back. No, too much.
[Simon exhales] Toward, towards, towards.
But back a little bit. Uh, it's too much.
All right, that's enough.
It's still crooked!
What happened to not Photoshopping real life?
[grumbles]
Let's decorate.
Okay.
Ugh.
[upbeat happy music]
♪ The tree's been cut we've dragged it in ♪
- Done. - Done.
Uh... your side could use a little imagination.
Yours could use an edit.
So, does it look like Jackie's tree?
Definitely not. [exhales]
Something's missing.
Well, I don't know 'cause we used all the decorations.
Unless...
[clattering]
Maybe it's missing these?
- Not quite. - Okay.
[sighs]
I don't know.
Maybe we're being too literal.
The spruce is the actual ingredient.
[spits] No, never mind.
That was a terrible idea.
It's been so long.
I can't remember what my aunt's tree looked like.
I wish there was a way I could go back in time
and just look at how she decorated it.
Wait a minute.
What's missing? - Oh.
Um...
Dried oranges.
[hands clap] - Ah!
- Sorry. Kidding. - It's my baking arm.
[laughs]
[orange peel rasping]
[crate clunks on counter] - Is this enough?
[laughs] - Um, I, I think we're good.
Get zesting.
Okay.
[oranges rasping on graters]
Whoa, easy.
What?
We don't wanna bruise the rind
and create too much bitterness.
Okay.
[laughing]
So, those investors you worked with
that tanked your frozen product line.
Yes?
Turns out I went to school with one of them.
A notorious corner cutter.
Ugh. This again.
You are relentless.
I just know a good opportunity when I see one.
I read that interview you did with Food, Wine,
and Dine Magazine. - You did?
Mm-hmm. Your mission to bring your creations to people
at affordable prices, that's a good mission.
Thanks. Ahem.
Okay, ah, ah, ah.
Thank you.
Okay.
Let's get this in the fridge.
Why don't-- I'll hold the tray, you pour?
Sure.
Nice to have help.
[tender music]
Ooh, that's perfect.
Now what?
Now we wait.
[dishes clattering]
[timer clicking]
[timer beeps] Okay.
Ooh!
All right.
Moment of truth.
Ah-cha! [clears throat]
Ooh.
[paper crinkling]
Oh, wow.
Cheers.
[fudge crackles]
Mm.
Two down.
- Three to go. - Mm.
[phone buzzes]
Uh, I should get back to the shop.
Lots of disgruntled customers to diffuse.
Looks like the employees might mutiny at any minute.
Okay, let me just pack this up.
[Amanda shutters]
Hey, Tanya.
- Hey. - Hi.
You just missed Kevin. He looked so cute.
He was wearing his scrubs.
That's nice.
I'm surprised you aren't totally
freaking out right now.
If it was me, I would be totally
freaking out right now.
About Kevin?
N-no, about the, the stuff online.
I, I figured you'd be losing it.
What... what stuff online?
Uh... nothing.
What do I know about big holiday baking competitions?
What stuff online, Tanya?
[sighs]
You're kinda trending.
Trending? Isn't that a good thing?
Well, K.T. Cinnamon tweeted that your grocery store products
taste like old clay.
And then someone edited a video
of your head and K.T. Cinnamon's head
on the body of two snow yetis fighting.
How am I in an internet beef? I'm not even on this platform!
They're calling it #Doughmageddon.
What?
[footsteps stomp away]
Don't you want a latte?
[door slams shut]
[whisk sloshes briskly]
[scoffs]
[door creaks]
[Diana groaning]
You have the sleeps schedule of Nosferatu.
[scoffs] Why are you still awake?
You've been baking for hours.
Because I am going to destroy K.T. Cinnamon.
I mean, they're, they're saying that I am a nobody, okay?
Everybody's all, like, "Team K.T.!"
I mean, there is a dance.
They, they made a dance about it.
Okay. [stammering]
Let's just, just put down the whisk.
- Yep. - Yeah, okay.
[scoffs]
How is it possible that my reputation
is getting worse?
Forget the internet trolls. [Amanda scoffs]
Forget about the pressure. Just, just do what you love.
That's what made you successful in the first place.
Right? You love Christmas.
- Mm-hmm. - And sugar.
That's who you are. Just remember that.
You'll be fine.
How do you know?
Because. I've seen you make the most amazing desserts
out of whatever's available to you.
- True. - You're resourceful.
You always find a way.
[chuckles] - Thank you.
Oh. [sighs]
Okay, listen to me. Nap.
Yeah.
Please try to get some sleep.
Don't obsess so much.
I can't promise that.
Okay, good night.
Good night, get some sleep.
- You too. - Thank you.
[sighs]
"Two rivers of gold flowing forth
from barrels preserved for mirth."
Two rivers of gold.
[gentle music]
Okay.
Hmm.
[footsteps approaching]
Looking for me?
[gasps]
Coffee?
- Cookie? - Mm.
By the way, are you going to respond to that woman
calling you a sellout all over the internet?
No. No, I'm just planning on beating her,
fair and square, at the competition.
See, this is where having a platform would be useful.
Maybe you could bake a cake of her head
for one of those real or cake videos.
Team K.T. Team K.T.
Ooh, ooh, baby.
Amanda's goin' down, down, down!
Ooh, ooh, ooh. - You learned the dance?
What? How could you? - What? It's catchy.
Traitor.
[lid slaps]
Can we just focus on finding
the next ingredient?
Fine, suit yourself.
Fine. Hey!
Ooh, ooh, ooh!
Rivers of gold. Could be honey.
Or melted cheese.
Why would she put melted cheese in fudge?
I'm just thinking out loud.
Ugh.
Uh, well, we know that she likes
supporting local vendors.
True.
Maybe the poem's referencing something that's sold
here in town.
Rivers of gold.
- Can I see that? - Yeah.
"Rivers of gold preserved in barrels for mirth.
A dawn break dish for a couple's first kiss."
I cannot handle another thing stored in a barrel.
Dawn break dish means they ate in the morning.
They used to have brunch at the café.
- It's worth a shot. - Now?
Aunt Jackie and Tio always insisted
on sitting at this exact table.
Maybe they left us a clue.
Hmm?
[tender music]
Aw.
Still doesn't explain rivers of gold.
No, it doesn't.
[sighs]
An omelet and an order of waffles.
And my grandma's perfect golden maple syrup
is on the table for you.
Great. [Tayna]: Enjoy.
[Simon]: Thanks.
- Rivers of gold! - Rivers of gold!
Right in front of us! [Simon chuckles]]
Everything okay?
Um, Tanya, did, did Jackie ever buy
your grandmother's maple syrup?
All the time. Why?
We just found our next ingredient.
No big deal.
[glasses clink]
Okay.
[Amanda]: See, this is why your aunt's recipes are the best,
because she has a handle on every single component.
I wish I understood before
just how much work she puts in there.
Well, it's pretty hard to see how your business
is operating when your only view is from the top floor.
[laughs]
Okay, ready?
Yeah.
There you are.
Yeah, that's it.
You are amazing.
I mean, this is amazing.
Hmm.
My aunt would try to teach me about all this stuff so often,
and I just never paid attention.
Well, hey, at least you're learning it now, right?
Yeah, hmm.
I think she always wanted me to take over the shop one day.
Really?
Yeah, but I just never took it seriously.
You ever feel like you're just so set on a destination
that you lose perspective on what matters?
I get it.
I feel a little less sparkly myself.
No, I, I shouldn't have said that to you when we first met.
I was wrong.
You're very sparkly.
Thank you.
And I'm sorry, too.
Honestly, I think that I've been too prideful
to admit that my business, it...
it could use a boost.
I mean, I'm getting completely ripped apart online
and there's nothing I can do about it.
So, maybe I need to be open to other ways of doing it.
I wouldn't sweat it.
When you're ready, we can discuss.
Okay.
[inhales sharply] I've got an idea.
Any time one of us feels sorry
for hurting the other one's feelings,
we must wear the nose.
We must?
[Simon laughs]
Sorry.
Should we keep going?
Oh, I sorta, I sort of have plans, actually.
Oh.
What kind of plans?
I mean, sorry, it's none of my business.
Uh no, it's just with this Kevin guy from school.
It's a long story.
Lemme guess, the prom king?
Well, kinda.
Um, tomorrow morning?
Yeah! Great.
I'm leaving you with the dishes.
You uh, uh...
[snickers]
Hi. [Amanda]: Hey.
Hi.
Uh, you training for a clown convention?
Pardon?
Oh! Oh, wow. I, I completely forgot
I was wearing that.
[both chuckle]
And it's reindeer, not clown.
Right.
Still a Christmas superfan.
You know it.
Hey, Tanya.
You two have fun.
Thanks.
[exhales]
So, I uh, I hear you're working with Jackie's nephew.
Uh, yes, Simon.
He's um, he's really great.
Hmm.
Yeah, pretty great. Hmm.
[tender music]
[phone chimes]
Hmm.
[phone keys clicking]
[birds chirping]
[front door closes]
Good morning. - Good morning.
[sighs]
What've you got there?
Bum-ba-da-bum!
Thought I'd switch up from the cookies.
Mm.
Mm! Mm! Sweet Father Christmas,
what is that in the middle of this?
Sabayon and ouzo.
How do you have time to make this?
I thought you had um, a date last night?
Oh, I did. Um, I just baked after.
Does that mean it didn't go well?
I don't bake and tell.
[laughs]
So, you're sure about the spa?
Positive.
"We needed a rest, a hot, soothing retreat."
My aunt was friends with this couple that owned a Nordic spa.
I looked into it.
Turns out their daughter still runs it.
Perfect.
Not a bad morning.
Yeah, I'd say.
[Amanda sighs]
So, tell me, what does your favourite shade of lipstick
really say about you?
Hmm?
Oh.
[Amanda giggles]
Should we go in?
Sure.
Full disclosure, I've never been to one before.
What? You've never been in a sauna before?
How is that even possible?
Being trapped in an upright coffin filled with heat
just never really struck me as relaxing.
Huh.
Going to change your mind.
Hmm.
[exhales]
You're gonna love this.
Coals are hot.
Just add a little bit of this.
[water sizzles]
Ooh.
Now, relax.
[clicks tongue]
It's pleasant.
Not entirely claustrophobic.
[exhales]
Good.
[breathes deeply] - Hmm.
[inhales deeply then pauses]
Do you smell that?
[inhales deeply]
I do.
The aroma surrounds us, a calming scent in the heat.
It's Frankincense.
Also known to pair well with chocolate.
We're getting good at this.
Mm-mm-mm!
You know what? Maybe as a reward,
we can stay in here a little longer.
I think that's a great idea.
[breathes deeply]
[timer clicking]
[timer beeps]
Fingers crossed.
Hmm. - Okay.
Cheers. - Cheers.
[tender music] Mm!
That is really, really good.
- Mm-hmm. - Mm.
You know what this means? Only one more to go.
[paper crinkles]
"Getting to know him, he went back to the start.
His gift to me was the key to my heart."
Any idea what that could be?
No.
Key to the heart.
- Hmm. - It's um...
[phone chimes] Hard to say.
[gasps] It's Jackie!
[call beeps on]
It's a sign. - Hello?
[Jackie]: Simon, how's everything going?
- Can I listen? - Hey, Jackie, uh...
- Put it on speaker. - Yeah, yeah.
Everything's actually going great.
Amanda and I are working on um...
[Jackie]: Working on what?
Uh, just, just a project.
Um... - A project?
How's your trip?
[Jackie]: Everything is wonderful.
So, you've been spending time with Amanda?
Mm-hmm.
Ask her about the recipe.
[Jackie]: You know, I just realised
that I left with the recipe book.
I'm such a silly goose.
Heh, yeah.
Just...
Ask her what the final ingredient is.
[Jackie]: But I have all the faith in the world
that you'll figure out what you need, even without the recipe.
Isn't that right?
Uh, actually, Aunt Jackie, can I ask you a question?
[Jackie]: Sure.
What is...
the key to your heart?
[Jackie]: Oh, you ought to know that.
It's food.
I'm heading out.
Enjoy the rest of the story, dear.
Okay, enjoy your trip.
No, wait, wait, what are you doing?
Uh...
Why didn't you ask her
what the final ingredient was?
Look, we're, we're so close!
Because...
I don't want to.
Oh my, what do you mean you didn't want to?
You know how important this is. This is... just call her back.
Look, I don't want her to know I messed up, okay?
She sounds so happy and I, I didn't wanna ruin her trip.
Look, she trusted me.
I don't wanna let her down.
Oh.
Yeah.
I mean, look it, don't, don't be so hard on yourself.
Hmm, and what was the um, what was the key to her heart?
Food, but she was always the cook so...
Ooh.
What would, I mean... food.
It's pretty broad.
Except on Christmas Eve.
That's it.
Every Christmas Eve my Tio would make a specialty
from his childhood,
his Mexican mole.
Mole?
Mole.
[lock clicks open]
Okay.
Nope.
Aw, cute! Hey, buddy.
Do you know where the recipe is?
Hmm?
- Mole. - Mole!
Okay.
Two whole chickens, two sticks of celery.
Good news, found the recipe.
Bad news, there are lots of ingredients on here
a little town like Paisley doesn't have.
Maybe we can get them in Chester.
They've got bigger grocery stores.
They're probably closed by now.
Right.
Why don't we spend tomorrow gathering ingredients
and then we can cook it for dinner?
I would love to but I, I made a promise with someone.
Oh, okay.
Well, uh, I'll just grab all the stuff myself.
No worries.
But you know what?
I'm, I'm free after.
Great. Uh, why don't you come by around seven?
I'll make dinner.
Perfect. Yes.
Okay.
Hmm.
Let's do this.
[bell on door jingles]
I'll be right with you.
Um, oh and just a heads up,
we're out of Joy to the World Fudge,
but, uh, we are working on getting some more--
I'm, uh, Kevin O'Connor.
Dr. Kevin O'Connor.
Uh, Simon Alfaro.
Entrepreneur Simon Alfaro.
I'm Amanda's uh...
Oh, the prom king.
Amanda's not actually here at the moment.
Actually, I'm, I'm here to see you.
Me?
Yeah.
This is awkward but uh,
she talks about you a lot when we're together.
I was just wondering, are you two...
We're just helping each other out.
Nothing more.
That would have been awkward.
Yeah. We're just friends,
um, and I'm heading back to California in a couple weeks, so
we'll probably never see each other again.
Perfect. Heh.
That is the, the best news ever.
[Simon]: Yep.
Hey, you wanna, do you wanna tell her I came by?
Sure thing.
Thanks.
[bell on door jingles]
[broken-hearted music]
Oh.
[door opens]
[Amanda]: Hello? Simon?
[Simon]: Come on in.
Oh, wow! [gasps]
It looks amazing in here.
You know, it's very intimidating cooking for a chef.
I am a pastry chef.
Dinner eludes me.
Oh.
Senorita.
Gracias.
[chuckles] - De nada.
[Amanda sighs]
Okay.
Thank you.
My pleasure.
Pollo y arroz con mole.
Wow.
[wine burbles]
Salud por nosotros.
[glasses clink]
Hmm.
Mm.
[inhales deeply]
This is incredible.
Mm-hmm.
Every Christmas Eve, my cousins and I
would watch my Tio make this.
And while he was cooking, he would tell us stories
about growing up in Oaxaca.
He really made his heritage a part of our family.
And well, this just tastes like Christmas.
[chuckles lovingly]
I cannot believe that you cooked all day.
I'm just really impressed.
Oh, by the way um, Kevin came by the shop today.
That's weird.
[Simon chuckles]
What did he want?
Not sure.
Good-looking guy, though.
I'm happy for you both.
Oh, no Simon, it's not
Hey, all good.
Say no more.
We're just helping each other out
with that fudge thing, right?
And then, we'll be out of each other's lives.
Yeah.
Oof.
Do you know what?
This is the perfect level of spice.
It's just, there's a little tingle.
Wait a minute, when you eat a piece of Joy to the World,
there is an ever so slight
tingle left behind.
The chili! - The chili!
[cutlery clatters]
Of course. Of course.
All right, you're the one with the magic tastebuds.
Okay. Ahem.
Too spicy. - Hmm.
Too smoky.
[exhales]
That's it.
Chipotle.
Is this all we have left?
We're gonna need a lot more.
I can drive into Chester tomorrow to buy some more
and that'll still give you plenty of time
to prep everything for the competition.
Which you're gonna win.
I know it.
[hands rasping gently]
[gentle Christmas music]
Oh, I'm so sorry I'm late.
No, that's fine.
I got you a coffee. - Thanks.
[exhales]
So, listen Kevin,
can we talk?
Uh-oh.
Dreaded three-word phrase.
Did I do something wrong?
Did you tell Simon that we were seeing each other?
Yeah. Is that a problem?
Oh, Kevin, um look, it's been really...
nice to get reconnected but...
Was it the song?
It was the song, wasn't it?
I, I knew it was too much.
No, no, no, it wasn't the song.
I mean, the, the song, it was really...
extra.
Okay.
Enlighten me. What was it?
I just think, I just think that we're in different places.
And that's it.
I mean, look at you.
You're, you're the full package.
You are gonna find someone
that is over the moon about you.
I know it.
Yeah.
Like who?
I just happen to know someone
who would love to go out with you.
Really?
[chuckles]
[Man]: Why aren't you here?
The stock is haemorrhaging and you're MIA.
I'll handle it. I'm looking at flights right now.
[Man]: The press is skewering me. It's a hit job.
Just try not to talk to any more press
until I get back, all right? Bye.
[call beeps off]
[doorbell chimes]
- Brr. - Hey, come in.
Hey.
Brr.
[phone keys clicking]
You okay?
Yeah. Yeah, just a little distracted.
Uh, work stuff.
Oh. Well, I would offer to help but...
No, well, I just gotta deal with it.
Uh, should we get started? I've got tons of chipotle.
Absolutely!
Thank you for going to Chester.
[timer beeps]
[snaps] Okay, it's ready!
Bum-bum-ba-bum.
Moment of truth.
[paper crinkles]
Simon.
Sorry, sorry.
All right. Grab a piece.
This is it.
[uplifting music]
Right?
We did it. - Yeah.
I think we did it. We did it.
We did it! We did it! - Oh!
We did it.
Hm.
So, next stop, Chicago.
What? Why aren't you more excited?
I'm sorry.
I have to go back to San Francisco tonight.
[music stops] - What? Why?
My biggest client is having a crisis.
The CEO was caught making some unsavoury deals
and it's all over the news.
I need to take care of it over the holidays
because their stock is tanking.
Oh, uh but then, what about the shop if you're gone?
I mean, who's gonna run it?
So, wait a minute, you're gonna ditch your family
to go help some, some corrupt CEO with a, with a PR crisis?
Okay, look, I feel terrible but I don't have a choice.
What do you mean? You always have a choice.
I mean, this is, this is what running a business actually is.
It's not always about the bottom line and the image and...
Are you serious? You're really gonna go?
Wow.
[scoffs] You know what?
You're really no different than all those other shady investors.
All right, that's not fair, all right?
Do not lump me in with those people who burned you.
What matters is right here, okay?
It's not on Wall Street, it's not on Silicon Valley.
Okay. Well, pretending that you have the moral high ground,
just because you're terrified of scaling up.
Wake up, Amanda. There's more to life
than just your little bakery, all right?
And just because you wanna play small-ball
doesn't make you a better person than me.
I'm... I'm sorry, I didn't mean that.
[exhales]
[paper crinkles] That came out wrong.
No, it's fine. Okay um...
Well, safe travels. And I got,
I mean I got what I needed, so.
Merry Christmas, Simon.
Amanda, wait. I...
[Simon sighs]
[door shuts]
[Amanda]: Okay, that's everything.
Are you sure you don't wanna stay?
I mean, we can drive up to the competition together.
Um, you know, I should really, I should get back.
I have to prepare and get my staff ready, so.
[car horn honks]
There's my taxi.
Okay, we'll be there rooting for you.
Oh, come here.
Thank you. Thank you.
Okay.
Bye! [Amanda]: Bye.
[sighs]
Nice job.
This is beautiful.
Okay, how we doin'?
Ah, you know what? That's the wrong consistency.
Just fire another.
Okay, here we go.
Gorgeous.
Okay it's...
Perfect.
Okay, we wanna make sure that it sets completely
before you put it in the chiller.
[exhales]
Here goes nothin'.
Hello, again, my precious shop.
Hello? Simon?
Aunt Jackie?
Simon!
What are you doing here?
I thought you weren't back until after Christmas?
Oh, change of plans.
There's a big snowstorm headed toward Finland,
so we got out before it got to us.
That's my apron. [laughs]
- Uh, yeah. - Did you make fudge?
Uh, I did. Sort of.
I mean, I did but I didn't do it alone.
I... it's a long story.
How was your trip? How's Onni?
You got engaged?
- Mm-hmm. - Wow.
[laughs happily]
Your aunt's still got it.
She sure does. Oh, he's a lucky man.
Well, you can tell him that yourself.
He's visiting his cousins in Chicago right now
and he's driving to Paisley on Christmas.
- Hmm. - How is everything here?
Easy peasy?
You were right.
I had no idea what it took to run this place.
I'm in awe of you.
Oh, you. I knew you'd figure it out.
How is Amanda? Isn't she a gem?
She is.
She changed my life.
I knew it.
I just had a feeling that you two would hit it off.
That's why I took the recipe book.
I wanted you two to spend some time together.
What's wrong?
Can you try this fudge?
Sure.
What for?
It's Joy to the World Fudge.
Amanda and I recreated the recipe.
Simon, this is not Joy Fudge.
What?
Joy Fudge is the culmination
of one magical Christmas spent falling in love
with your Tio.
It simply can't be recreated.
But this fudge represents the Christmas
that Simon fell in love with Amanda.
And it's absolutely perfect.
[sighs]
I ruined everything with Amanda, Aunt J.
She hates me.
Well, then, what are you doing here? Go fix it.
Oh, okay.
Okay. - Okay.
- Thank you. - Okay.
[upbeat music]
Hey.
Hi, hi.
[gasps] - Ah, you made it!
You are going to be great.
Where's Simon?
Didn't he help you with all of this?
[producer]: Okay, everyone, rolling in five minutes.
You know what? You guys should get your seats
because it's starting soon.
Okay. You got this.
- Thank you. Thank you. - Okay, let's go.
Wah!
[Host]: And now, The Big Holiday Pastry Show.
Welcome to The Big Holiday Pastry Show!
Our contestants have only two hours
to get their creations ready.
Right.
Amanda, what do you have to say to those who doubt you?
Um, well Jake, I still got my sparkle.
Any comment on your internet feud with Miss Cinnamon?
No, I, I like to let my pastry do the talking.
♪ That's just a Santa Claus ♪
♪ We're singing Deck the Halls ♪
♪ But it don't feel right ♪
♪ No it's not Christmas without you ♪
♪ All the presents neatly wrapped... ♪
K.T., you're looking in control.
Are you at all worried about the other contestants right now?
Carefree as can be.
♪ You're right here next to me ♪
♪ They say it's Christmas ♪
[Host]: It's the final ten minutes, folks,
where our chefs will have to take their mega pastries
and walk them up to the presentation table.
It's a time where anything can happen.
♪ They say it's Christmas [ah, ah, ah] ♪
♪ But it's not Christmas without you ♪
Who will reign supreme?
Will their pastries hold up to gravity?
Please, please, please, please don't break.
Uh-oh, we've got a wiggler.
[clears throat]
[gentle tense music]
There you are. Enjoy.
[music continues]
[Host]: It's time for the judges to weigh in.
Who will win the ultimate Christmas pastry?
[audience claps]
Ahem.
Tell us a little bit about the inspiration for this pastry.
Well, one of my, my favourite memories of childhood
growing up, was, was eating Joy to the World Fudge
from the Little Shop of Fudge in my hometown, Paisley.
And I always knew the tale of its origins but I just,
I never really experienced it until now.
You see, this recipe, it's actually a story of family,
memories, and love.
And this fudge, it's just, I mean, it's Christmas to me.
It's Christmas as, as a little girl,
you know, dreaming of...
of being a pastry chef.
And... and now, Christmas as a woman,
finding myself again.
It was originally inspired by someone very special.
But it's become something else.
It wasn't my story at first, but it's become my story.
My own love story.
Enjoy. Merry Christmas.
Thank you.
[audience claps]
That was incredible.
Hey, what, what are you doing here?
I thought you were in San Francisco?
- I quit my job. - What?
You were right.
I didn't have my priorities in order.
I've just been spending too much time chasing profits
and I was happier in my aunt's shop,
with you, than I've ever been.
My life had meaning.
My life had you.
I'm sorry for running away.
But you do mean so much more than any IPO.
It's, I mean, it's fine.
You are... [clears throat]
you're forgiven.
On one condition.
What's that?
I kinda have this like, internet beef to squash
and I could really, I could use an expert's help.
I would be honoured to be your digital guru.
Oh, I, I almost forgot.
Ahem.
It, uh, now, it's a proper apology.
You know, I don't even...
I don't know why I considered missing this.
Come here.
[Producer]: All chefs please return to set.
Go. You've got a competition to win.
Wish me luck.
[Host]: It's time to see whose pastry reigns supreme.
The winner of The Big
Holiday Pastry Show is...
Amanda Stewart!
[audience cheering and clapping]
What a comeback, folks!
And that's what Christmas is all about.
[cheering continues]
[trophy clunks on table]
- Hmm. - Hey, uh, great work today.
Thank you.
- Hmm. - You too.
Thanks.
Would, would you mind
getting a selfie with me?
I mean, I was thinking about starting a page
and you're very... - Yeah!
Okay. Sure thing.
Um, three, two, one, macarownie.
Macarownie.
[camera shutter snaps]
Oh, that's great.
- Merry Christmas. - Merry Christmas.
[exhales]
[Women squeal]
Aw.
I have a Christmas gift for you.
The Little Shop of Fudge is yours.
If you want it, of course.
Might not be a big corner office but...
Aunt Jackie, thank you.
This, this is the greatest gift I've ever received.
Pour your entire heart into it.
I will.
Love you.
[clears throat]
So, you know that fudge we made?
Yes.
Not technically Joy to the World Fudge.
What? No.
Merry Christmas.
[upbeat sentimental music]
[♪]