For a few years, we have received a monthly box from the Hotel Chocolat Tasting Club. They are beautiful chocolates – rich and intense, and so not to be scoffed in a sitting, but rather savoured over several days.
But somehow we fell out of the habit of eating them, and had two unopened boxes sitting under the coffee table. This weekend I changed the order to deliver one box every 12 weeks, and last night we decided to open a box.
We had one large and two small chocs each, and I couldn’t sleep for chocolate overload; this morning I feel as though I have a hangover, which is deeply unfair, as I have cut my alcohol intake by about 80% recently, and haven’t had a drink since (I think) Monday evening, when I had one glass of wine.
And so we will have to ration ourselves to one an evening, which is quite difficult – because although the after effects are severe, the *consumption* is very enjoyable.
Treat it as medication, that’s what I do.
I don’t dare overdose on chocolate, because I’m diabetic, so I only eat the very best dark chocolate I can find and/or afford and I only eat 1 chocolate, or a couple of squares from a bar every day.
I find really good dark chocolate so satisfying that I really don’t need any more.
It’s my daily medication to prevent misery.
Bananananana muffins and gingerbread are never uninteresting!