I am so completely exasperated, I could just spit nails. (that's an old person's saying, kids). The most upsetting thing has happened. Jenna mentioned in an earlier post that my ability to taste chocolate has begun to disappear. Well, folks, it's gone - kaput - nonexistent - faded away.
How in the world is a chocoholic supposed to survive? I stopped at Fareway last evening and frantically scoured the shelves, looking for some form of chocolate that might satisfy my craving. I ended up buying a small bag of chocolate-covered raisons. Yummm, right? BLETCH! Those tasty little morsels are no longer on my must-have list. They tasted like waxy fake stale chocolate. Fortunately, I had the foresight to buy a box of Jello Chocolate pudding and cooked up a batch when I got home. Now, there is NO way that pudding can disappoint.
Uh, yup, disappointment. I even put some whipped cream on top. Nothing.
Does anyone know where Willy Wonka's Chocolate Factory is? Perhaps I can locate it with my GPS or maybe just Google it. I believe that's where there is a river full of chocolate syrup (or was it chocolate milk?) I'll just take a little dip in it and absorb all that goodness through my pores.
Please remember me and my handicap, the next time you lick that chocolate ice cream cone, or nibble on that Hershey's candy bar (plain or almond), or even take your time enjoying that Tootsie Roll pop.
Enjoy every minute of it, and remember that sometimes it's the simple things in life that can be the best.
GOD BLESS YOU ALL