I’ve got a secret. I realize it may be too soon in our relationship for me to tell you this, but I don’t think I can keep it to myself much longer. You’re bound to find out sooner or later.

I have thing for chocolate. Not just a thing, really. It’s a full-blown, OMG, lose-my-mind-at-the-first-sight-of-it, kind of a thing. Don’t get the wrong impression though, I can’t stand the cheap, waxy kind. You couldn’t pay me any amount of money to eat a Hershey’s Kiss. I love the dark stuff. And French words like ganache, pots de creme, and torte send me to the moon and back. I’ll stop short of saying I’m a chocoholic because I mostly avoid the stuff (really I do)— but once in a while, when I let go and allow myself to indulge, there’s nothing better on this planet than a deep, dark, luscious, smooth chocolate dessert.

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