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When Rita was eleven chocolate was simple. She wanted it. Mom rationed it. She ate it. She felt good and went to play. A decade later she walked past the chocolatier store on the way to her Monday to Friday grind and she had her own money. She could go there twice daily and not even have to go out of her way. She wouldn't even miss the digits from her bank statement, she earned enough. Every day she paused outside the mullioned display window. The confectioner focused on a small selection of his repertoire on each week day. On Wednesdays there were pralines in caramel, white truffle and brazil-nuts all coated in the most decadent of chocolate layers, thick but still soft to bite. At first she resisted going in and felt guilty when she caved. But later chocolate became simple again. Now, in her late twenties, she is a regular and greeted each morning by name. She buys a single chocolate to savour with her latte, and in just that moment she is a child again and her worries dissipate.

james described this, November 3, 2014.

There is something in the dark brown sweet I had always found beautiful. The way it glistened when it melted. The way it crumbled when it was hard. It was exotic; made from a far grown coco bean. In my mouth it turned to liquid and let me discover new pleasure. Once it was finished, all eaten, my heart ached for more. I was in love with chocolate more than I had ever been before.

ronnie described this, November 3, 2014.

The chocolate was about as welcome as swine flu. It sat on the counter and stared at her cooly from it's festive box. At first she shoved it behind the computer monitor and tried to ignore it. She was a desk-jockey, not an athlete, and she was fighting a loosing battle against her expanding waistline. Yet the cocoa powdered perfection called to her seductively, promising moments of bliss that would melt on her tongue. She began to justify eating them; it would be rude not to, they are expensive, it was a gift, you deserve them. By the time she had been for her morning break and returned with coffee she reached for them automatically, her higher thinking muted. After just one she hastily put the lid back on and returned them to their hiding spot. But even before the first one had completely melted she was reaching for the box again. Whilst savouring the next one she buried the box in the trash. In less than thirty seconds she had fished it out and all pretences gone she devoured them.

sarahreed92 described this, November 3, 2014.

When pulled the much anticipated chocolate from my bag it was melted in it's wrapper, smooth and runny like a sauce. I should have guessed that a place like this would have heated floors.

juan described this, November 9, 2013.

Smooth, melt in the mouth, luxuriant, silky, heavenly, bliss, perfect with a cup of tea, fruit and nut, roasted hazelnuts, chocolate orange, chocolate coated biscuit dunked in tea.

angela described this, March 29, 2012.

The chocolate is as solid as the lake-ice under our feet, but it's all we have. As our boots kick through the snow that has settled in the night all any of us can do is suck on the bars and let it be melted by our body heat. There is no question of biting it, a broken tooth out here would turn this wintry adventure into something tortuous. The sugar sends heat through our bodies and makes our brains more alert. It is something sweet and luxurious in the midst of this picture postcard beautiful landscape that feeds our souls but punishes our bodies.

daisy described this, November 3, 2014.

The dark mouth melting chocolate with crackling hazelnuts under your teeth. leaves you with a irresistible taste of heaven smells sweeter then honey , tempting you to eat more and more!

saira described this, March 12, 2014.

Gina would describe the chocolate was as sweet as frosting, perfect for the sugar addict but terrible for the connoisseur.

yogibear described this, November 9, 2013.

The chocolate had dried on the strawberry in a thick layer that crackled when you bit it, so that it was wise to hold one hand under your mouth.

yogibear described this, November 9, 2013.

The dark chocolate was infused with the flavour of mint, it was the perfect accompaniment to her after dinner coffee.

mudslide described this, November 9, 2013.

Thick slabs, bitter sweet, wafer thin, chips, crumbs, strips, burnt, grainy, plasticky. Drenched in dark chocolate and sprinkled with cocoa.

mikeb described this, March 29, 2012.

The chocolate had fair trade stamped on the label, Sabrina put it in her basket with a grin. At least she could describe the it to her friends as moral. A guilt-free indulgence, now there was something to celebrate.

mudslide described this, November 9, 2013.

The chocolate was thin tasting, like there wasn't enough cocoa in it.

yogibear described this, November 9, 2013.

“Strength is the capacity to break a Hershey bar into four pieces with your bare hands - and then eat just one of the pieces.”

percyjackson added this, November 9, 2014.

Found in Love and Guilt and the Meaning of Life, etc, authored by Judith Viorst.

Placed in the mouth, the silky-smooth texture that comes forth brings nothing but pure bliss. The plausible taste of true love, the perfect mix of bitter and sweet with a tinge of mint is pure luxury. Made with cakes and pastries, it adds an extra slice of heaven to every bite.

williamwhizz described this, November 3, 2014.