Almond Mocha Blondies

My dad’s working hours kept him away from home for long hours, so he rarely came home before 9:00 p.m. His absence was a thing of requirement, not preference. I’ll never know if this tradition was born of guilt, but every Friday night, no matter the time (my mom was not thrilled with this), he would drive me and whichever siblings were around to the local twenty-four-hour Dunkin’ Donuts Baskin-Robbins to buy ice cream before movie night. I’d almost always order Jamoca ice cream, occasionall