In an effort to lose a few pounds in the next few weeks, I vowed that I would not buy any more chocolate until February 13th. When I made the vow a few weeks ago, I thought it would mostly just slow down my rate of eating chocolate, since my cupboards were full of the stuff after a good Christmas haul. However, I underestimated my ability to keep it out of my mouth (that's what she said), and now my recycling bin contains the empty boxes of 3 or 4 Toblerones, a box of Turtles, a few Lindts, a couple chocolate bars, etc.
Then it was on to these:
My sister brought them home from Korea. The chili ones were good but I've had plenty of spicy chocolate before. The sweet potato ones were delicious too, but tasted more like generic sweet creamy stuff than potato. The cactus ones were the best, quite unlike any flavour you can get around these parts.
So anyway, those are gone. Once I ran out of the Christmas chocolate, I realized there was a backup. I still had plenty of chocolate chips, and there was no vow against buying eggs and butter. So I whipped up three batches of cookies, sure to last me well into February. Five days later, gone.
Now I've got 11 days to go without chocolate. This is unimaginable to me. I literally have at least one or two squares of chocolate after every meal. I've searched every cupboard, and the only thing I could find was unsweetened cocoa powder. I'm thinking there must be a way to fashion it into some sort of solid bar form that will last 11 days. If not, I may soon be found at local ice cream shops, desperately licking the crusted chocolate from their fudge pumps (that's what she said?), and because I ain't paying for it I'm cleverly getting around my resolution to not buy any more.