How Do You Feel About Chocolate?
I am a chocolate fiend. I need to eat chocolate pretty much every day, or else I get cranky. (Sometimes I get cranky even when I am getting chocolate regularly, though, so who knows.)
Naturally, I have strong opinions about chocolate. (Of course, I have strong opinions about almost everything. There are some things I have no opinion at all about, but on the whole, if I have an opinion about something, it’s a strong opinion.)
Chocolate is my favorite. I have fond recollections of chocolate soothing me as the sweet taste melts in my mouth and inspires my taste buds with delight; no, make that more of a passion and enchantment. Is chocolate the pathway to enlightenment? It sure feels like it. Every time chocolate passes my lips and touches the tip of my tongue, I get this warm and tingly feeling inside.
Chocolate melts at the tip of my tongue. Then, it slithers down my throat and makes its way to my tummy; it sure is yummy
I have observed that there are 2 main schools of thought about chocolate among the people who love to eat it. One favors dark chocolate, the other milk.
The dark chocolate lovers like their chocolate as unadulterated as possible. Their favorite types of dessert have names like “Death by Chocolate” and “Chocolate Overdose” and are things like a heavy, dense chocolate cake, laced with fudge and chocolate chips, with chocolate sauce poured over chocolate frosting, with a chocolate-covered coffee bean on top.
I, however, am a milk chocolate man. I don’t like dark chocolate, and desserts like Death by Chocolate are just way too singular and overpowering to me. In my opinion, the best chocolate desserts are those in which chocolate is combined with something light, such as vanilla ice cream, buttery cookie dough, whipped cream, meringue, pastry, and so on. I’d rather have a hot fudge sundae or some chocolate chip cookies than a death by chocolate sort of dessert any day of the year. I like my chocolate integrated!
In addition to observing these differing schools of thought, I have also observed a certain prejudice against the milk chocolate faction. There are those who consider dark chocolate the proper choice among gourmets and connoisseurs, consigning milk chocolate to something enjoyed only by uncultured masses and unsophisticated palates. Naturally, I vigorously reject this notion. I find it particularly troublesome when someone learns I’m a chocolate fanatic and assumes therefore that I must be a dark chocolate fan.