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Old 05-06-2006, 01:59 AM   #2 (permalink)
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When I was in my pre-teens, I had chocolate every day. I loved it. Then I developed into loving other things also and didn't eat it as much. I have phases now. Sometimes I just have to have chocolate, every day. It tastes so yummy, I don't see why not. It's not like I eat tons of it each time. But if there's chocolate in the house I'll be going through it slowly but surely till it's gone. Then when it runs out, often I won't go and buy more straight away. So then I'll have a phase without chocolate. I don't think it's an addiction...because I can go without for extended periods of time. I don't go for the marketing of it - I know which chocolates I like and taste best and I choose those.

Some of my favourites:

Leone Gianduiotti - this is a heavenly hazelnut chocolate from an excellent old fashioned chocolatier - and when I mean heavenly, I'm not kidding!

Droste milk chocolate pastilles - melt in your mouth

Ferrero Rocher - they're fun to eat in layers (i.e. coating, biscuit then centre)

Raffaello - from Ferrero also and yummy if you like coconut and almonds mixed - very light and delicate but also heavenly

Lindt milk chocolate bar - also great chocolate brand

Maltesers - these are fun and tasty

Twix - love to eat the chocolate and caramel part then nibble on the biscuit!

So, can you tell I like my chocolate?
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