A Gift for Mom! 🤍

Christmastime is in full swing, which means I have officially moved into my stretchy pants and don’t plan on shimmying into anything else until January. Because let’s be honest friends, if you’re not spending an inordinate amount of time this month watching Hallmark and eating alllllll the sweets, are you even really living? 

While all sappy Hallmark movies are created equal (identical, actually), all holiday sweets are not—which is why the folks over at Zippia.com decided to put together a study to answer the most pressing question of 2020: What is the favorite Christmas treat according to state?

Using Google Trends, Zippia analyzed over 40 iconic treats to see which one had the highest search volume in each state. 

So what were the results? 

Well, not surprisingly, classic cheesecake was king with popularity in nine states. And let’s be real, that fact should surprise no one—because YUM.

Hawaii and Pennsylvania were also on the cheesecake train, although each one added their own little twist with oreo cheesecake and gingerbread cheesecake (drooling) on the menu.

A little more surprising were the favorites in Utah, Alaska, and Washington. I don’t know about you, but as far as I’m concerned Jolly Ranchers, M&Ms, and Skittles belong back in October in a plastic jack-o-lantern—NOT in the season known for chocolatey, pepperminty, rich, creamy, goodness.

A few states decided to bend the rules and throw drinks into the mix. Arizona was all about the hot chocolate while Wyoming prefers to sip on eggnog (PSA: Have you ever tried eggnog in your coffee instead of creamer? You’re welcome.)

Fruitcake often gets a bad rap, but if you’ve ever tried my Grandma’s delicious version you’d realize that it’s a severely underrated treat. The Carolinas seem to agree, as both  North and South states are fans of the underdog. 

A handful of states favored gingerbread in some form or another, which only seems right.

Honestly guys, I have no idea what one is supposed to do with all of this new intel. But I do know my mouth is watering, and I have a few new recipes to add to my holiday to-do list!

(Like Grandma Eulalia’s Christmas cookies . . . yum!)

And if you’ve ever wondered what people all across the country are eating as they sit on the couch watching Sarah from Chicago fall in love with the florist’s son in the small town where her car broke down . . . there you have it.

No matter which treat you choose to go with this December, something tells me you can’t go wrong. Now pass the cookies, please!

State Treat
Wisconsin Andes Peppermint
Idaho Candy cane
Arkansas Cheesecake
Connecticut Cheesecake
Florida Cheesecake
Michigan Cheesecake
Nevada Cheesecake
New Mexico Cheesecake
New York Cheesecake
Ohio Cheesecake
Oklahoma Cheesecake
Delaware Chocolate Chip Cookies
Vermont Chocolate Chip Cookies
Illinois Chocolate Santas
New Jersey Chocolate Santas
Maine Chocolate Truffles
Massachusetts Christmas Trifle
Rhode Island Christmas Trifle
Kansas Cinnamon Roll
Wyoming Egg Nog
North Carolina Fruitcake
South Carolina Fruitcake
West Virginia Fudge
Colorado Gingerbread Cake
Maryland Gingerbread Cake
Pennsylvania Gingerbread Cheesecake
New Hampshire Gingerbread Man
Virginia Gingerbread Man
Arizona Hot Chocolate
Utah Jolly Ranchers
Alaska MMs
Iowa Oreo Balls
Hawaii Oreo Cheesecake
North Dakota Peanut Butter Blossoms
Oregon Peppermint Bark
California Peppermint Chocolate Chip Cookies
Texas Peppermint Chocolate Chip Cookies
Minnesota Peppermint Kiss Cookies
Indiana Pudding
Kentucky Pudding
Louisiana Pudding
Tennessee Pudding
Alabama Red Velvet Cake
Mississippi Red Velvet Cake
Georgia Red Velvet Pound Cake
Washington Skittles
South Dakota Sugar Cookies
Missouri Vegan Christmas Cookies
Nebraska York Peppermint Patties
Montana Yule Log Cake
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