My Love Affair with Chocolate

8 Oct


My Take

DiVoran Lites

I’ve been lying on my potato couch listening to Julio Iglesias sing and eating 72% dark chocolate. I can’t tell you if it’s Ghiradelli’s or Lindt, because I broke up both bars and put the squares together in a plastic box. I can tell you it goes down like nothing else I can think of.

Sidelight about Julio I met someone who knew him. She ran a bed and breakfast in England. We stayed there. She and some of her friends were hard-core Julio groupies and had somehow got into riding in his bus whenever he traveled around England. She said he gave her a hug once. I gave her a hug the morning we left, so does that mean…?

But back to chocolate. It all started with Eskimo Pies when our parents owned a small restaurant in Colorado. We called them Milk Nickels. It sounds healthy and the price was good. I was fond of Hersey bars with almonds in them. Then I progressed to peanut clusters. I could eat a bag in an evening along with about six coca-colas. That was when I was a hairdresser in the Los Angeles area. I eventually dropped the cokes, but stuck with the peanut clusters for a long time.

After I had my first child, I had to start thinking about losing weight so I read everything I could get my hands on and kept up with the chocolate. When I discovered dark chocolate, I was in paradise, especially dark chocolate wrapped in foil with almonds.

Eventually though I learned that I could have one dark chocolate after lunch and one after dinner if I didn’t eat pies, cakes, cookies, etc. As long as that was all the dessert I was going to have I figured I could afford good chocolate.

One time my son’s family gave me a tidy little box of Godiva chocolates tied with a ribbon. We were eating out and I offered everyone a piece of the chocolate, but someone said we should save it for after dinner. Why? Your palette works better if your stomach isn’t full. By the time we had eaten I couldn’t bring myself to offer again. I reasoned that they had given me the candy at great cost and it would be ungracious to give them all away. Besides, three out of six of them didn’t like dark chocolate. I didn’t dare take the chance they’d change their minds. They said I could do whatever I wanted with them so I kept them. I’m not proud of that. Most grandmothers would have shared. Anyhow, that’s the way it is with affairs, sometimes you just don’t have the sense God gave a goose. Drug addicts and alcoholics are the same way, or so I hear.


Psalm 34:8



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