A true chocoholic

I am a chocoholic if you ever met one. If you give me anything in chocolate, I am likely to like it. From chocolate hot drinks to mousse to ice cream to the basic thing itself, the chocolate. I am also a connoisseur of chocolate and so it follows that I have a specific pattern in eating chocolate. I don’t rush it at all. It is something that has to be absolutely savored. Most of you are probably familiar with Toblerone. It’s one of my favorites. This is the triangular chocolate for the unfamiliar few. And the way I eat it is to slowly let it melt in my fingers while eating the tiniest bites and then finally licking it off each of my fingers. Absolutely gross to the ones watching me but absolutely divine for me myself. If you want to, you can try it when no one’s around. Similarly I am a big Ferrero Rocher fan… this is the golden wrapped chocolate sitting in it’s own muffin cup. And I have rules about eating a Ferrero. First you have to savor the outer nutty chocolate covering… the wafer shell and then the darker thick chocolate swirl and finally the elusive nut inside. And there’s no two ways about it. And you have to spend like a minute eating it. Imagine my indignation then when S just took 4-5 and gobbled them in the span I had barely unwrapped my one and admired it’s perfection. Some people just don’t get it, do they?