Saturday, December 28, 2013
Death by Chocolate
Every year Santa leaves me a stocking full of rich chocolates. Usually there are a box or two of rich truffles and sometimes a bag of York peppermint patties. This year in addition to two boxes of truffles there was a large tin of chocolate ganaches in different flavors such as raspberry, passion fruit, caramel, and hazelnut. Now, I'll be the first to admit that dark chocolate is one of my weaknesses. However, I like things in small quantities.
And, these chocolates are fresh and will not last forever. When I was working in an office, I came back to work after Christmas with boxes of truffles to share. Needless to say, I was very popular. So now I have all these chocolates and I do not want them to go bad. They sit on my desk just calling me.
Santa is so sweet (no pun intended) to think of me this way. But, I feel guilty with each bite. So do I die of guilt or consumption?
Of course, there is also Key Lime pie, Cheese cake, Cupcakes, and Pralines in the kitchen remaining from Christmas. I only hope there is Alka Seltzer and Pepto-Bismol in the medicine cabinet. Thank God, Christmas only comes one time a year.