According to a recently forwarded email, relationship problems can be fixed with one all-encompassing, all-smoothing-over solution: C.h.o.c.o.l.a.t.e. This is, hypothetically speaking, assuming that in most cases that the fault is directed towards the male direction (sorry guys, gotta stick with the sisterhood here).
It made me think of my very lovely surprise of a box of Koko Black chocolates. Although I have often purchased these as gifts, it was only last week that I first savoured these delectable morsels. Why have an argument as an excuse to share chocolates, just start at the end point.
It made me think of my very lovely surprise of a box of Koko Black chocolates. Although I have often purchased these as gifts, it was only last week that I first savoured these delectable morsels. Why have an argument as an excuse to share chocolates, just start at the end point.
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Not that I want to lay claim to any Augustus Gloop type fantasies of drowning in the stuff but when visiting Adelaide last year, the immediate priority was to visit the Haighs chocolate factory. As a testament to chocolate's healing powers, everyone working there was Smiling and Happy, like Homer Simpson in Chocolate Land, dancing with the chocolate rabbits and eating chocolate dogs. It was great!