Most of the time, my relationship with chocolate could be measured on a scale that runs from "ambivalent" to "uninterested." I like it. It's tasty. But most of the time, I'd prefer it as an accessory to something else (think: Cookies and Cream Ice Cream....or Double Stuf Oreos...or Reese Peanut Butter Cups). Hershey bars hold no sway over me. I can have whole bags of chocolate chips in my house for long periods of time. It's just not a big deal to me.
But one day out of 30, some sort of beast moves in, tosses aside my sanity and demands chocolate-covered fudge with chocolate sauce...molten chocolate chocolate cake with chocolate icing...half-baked brownies with fudge sauce... One day out of 30, I can't get enough.
Today, my friends, is that day. Yipe!
*Thanks to Cheeky Eats for the amazing brownie photo. I'd like 10, please.
1 comment:
I completely understand this. I am going through the same thing. Today, I turned down bourbon (yes, you read that right... I will wait for you to climb back up on your chair.... ) for a bowl of chocolate cobbler. I know it doesn't sound that great, but it was amazing! It wasn't like a peach cobbler, it was more of the cakey, chewy, brownie, warmed up gooey wonderful bowl of sin.
PS, I have also found that a pint of Starbucks Signature Hot Chocolate ice cream can tame that beast.
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