Picture me, if you will, barrelling down the aisle with a full trolley, Ashleigh sitting in the toddler seat squirming, wriggling and trying to free herself, when my peripheral vision radar goes off with a DING DING DING DING!
Instant stop. Super slow motion reverse. Head turns. Mouth drops open. Eyes bulge.
The new object of my affection:
|It's drinking chocolate. And it's peppermint.|
And it's Cadbury.
I bought it. I brought it home. I waited until Cameron (king of the milk-frother) got home. I asked him to make me one.
And I drank it.
And then three more.
And they were good. So very good.
From a six-month chocolate ban to a social situation exemption to peppermint drinking chocolate on tap. How long until I'm back to a block a day?
Who knows. Perhaps this next cup of steaming hot peppermint chocolate will enlighten me...
Are you a fan of peppermint chocolate? Drinking chocolate? Any chocolate? What is your chocolatey weakness?