a field of chocolates, on a beach of chocolates, basking-rooting-
gorging. I have not time to read the labels; I cram chocolates into
my mouth at random. The pig loses his cleverness in the face of so
much delight, becomes a pig again, and though something at the top
of my mind screams at me to stop, I cannot help myself. Once begun
it cannot end.
from Chocolat by Joanne Harris
What is it about chocolate? I found this ethereal dark chocolate
Godiva goody stashed in the freezer for a must need moment.
And that moment is now.