My Heart Was Stollen: A Sweet Poem by ChefShop deserves some serious points, because they have put out an email blast so amazing that I simply have to share it in its entirety. Because an email newsletter is never annoying when it comes with a poem dedicated to the stollen they are selling.

Let It Snow! A poem by

Oh the weather outside is frightful, 
But the stollen is so delightful, 
And since we've no place to go, 
Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!

It doesn't show signs of stopping, 
And I've bought some powder for topping, 
The lights are turned way down low, 
Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow! 

When we finally take our first bite, 
How I'll hate going out in the storm! 
But if you'll really toast me right, 
All the way home I'll be warm. 

The fire is slowly dying, 
And, my dear, there's still good-buying, 
As long as UPS goes, 
Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow! 

Of course, you can buy the stollen extolled in this sweet poem on