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Chocolate insanity
I usually have a small amount of dark chocolate every day. My habit is to have a smidgen right after lunch: one dark Dove square, for example, or four dark chocolate espresso coffee beans. Just having a small bit, but having it every day, usually keeps the chocolate craving entirely manageable.
Not this week. Oy. Yesterday, I ate lunch, and then overcome with mad cravings, went down to the Spoon River Restaurant, where I know that they have a take-out refrigerator near the register. Found a single serving Ben and Jerry's Chocolate Fudge Brownie ice cream, bought it, and scarfed it down.
This was not enough.
Then I prowled over to Caribou Coffee where I purchased a tin of Bittersweet Chocolate Wedges (70% Cacao). Usually, one of these will last me over a week.
I ate the whole thing, 50 grams of dark chocolate.
The carnage didn't end there. When I got home, I fell upon the package of Dove Dark Chocolate Easter Eggs left over from the girls' Easter baskets. I blush to tell you how many eggs my inner Mongo devoured. And that still wasn't enough!
At 11:00 p.m., I wandered into the kitchen and cut a healthy piece of the (chocolate) pudding pie Delia had baked and put into the refrigerator.
Today, it has been half of a chocolate muffin. When I say "half," this means twice what you should actually eat; it's one of those hugely oversized chocolate-muffins-on-steroids, like something from Panera.
I must stop the madness somehow.
*Ponders.* It's cyclical, really; it's just particularly bad this month. Things should settle down in about a week. Well, taking out everything having anything to do with my endocrine system might help, but that seems a tad extreme.
It may also be a subtle indication that I'm perhaps just a wee bit stressed right now. Just a bit.
Not this week. Oy. Yesterday, I ate lunch, and then overcome with mad cravings, went down to the Spoon River Restaurant, where I know that they have a take-out refrigerator near the register. Found a single serving Ben and Jerry's Chocolate Fudge Brownie ice cream, bought it, and scarfed it down.
This was not enough.
Then I prowled over to Caribou Coffee where I purchased a tin of Bittersweet Chocolate Wedges (70% Cacao). Usually, one of these will last me over a week.
I ate the whole thing, 50 grams of dark chocolate.
The carnage didn't end there. When I got home, I fell upon the package of Dove Dark Chocolate Easter Eggs left over from the girls' Easter baskets. I blush to tell you how many eggs my inner Mongo devoured. And that still wasn't enough!
At 11:00 p.m., I wandered into the kitchen and cut a healthy piece of the (chocolate) pudding pie Delia had baked and put into the refrigerator.
Today, it has been half of a chocolate muffin. When I say "half," this means twice what you should actually eat; it's one of those hugely oversized chocolate-muffins-on-steroids, like something from Panera.
I must stop the madness somehow.
*Ponders.* It's cyclical, really; it's just particularly bad this month. Things should settle down in about a week. Well, taking out everything having anything to do with my endocrine system might help, but that seems a tad extreme.
It may also be a subtle indication that I'm perhaps just a wee bit stressed right now. Just a bit.
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The answer, I've decided, is frosting. So long as you don't frost it, you can pretend it's a muffin.
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chef tony