It was a time when kids walked places without thoughts like knowing where the registered child molesters lived. A time when going home from school for lunch was normal and sensible. A time when a kid in junior high with lunch money in her hand could shop at the corner store. Those were the times when a bag of semi-sweet chocolate candy and an 8 oz. bottle of Coke seemed like the perfect lunch. When the corner store was a little family run place with no gas pumps and no fountain drinks, and you hung around while you drank your Coke because the bottle was worth money and you had to leave it there.
It was a time . . .
Please leave a comment with your first 50 words on the topic “chocolate.”
I want chocolate. The 72nd diet of my life says, NO CHOCOLATE, so I’m hunting in a refrigerator (celery with nonfat cream cheese?) and in the cupboards (one dry unsalted cracker?) and on the table (orange or apple?) and wandering back to the refrigerator again, all in search of something to make me forget (yesterday’s barley soup?)chocolate.
Why does something (and not just chocolate) have to be so tempting that it turns your back on everything else that’s good?
Mama Knows Best
Your problem child is you trying to hold him with a plain diet, all gruel and grits. Any man with fire going flicker on that. You want him looking for what else is cooking?
Oh no Mama
Hush, just get yourself chocolate and chilli and he’ll stick around for seconds.
Luscious, smooth, blissful, satisfying – like a best friend it wraps you in comfort, and like a lover it delivers pleasures untold. Gently, carefully unwrap a bar and savor the first melting bite. Cheaper than shopping and easy to acquire, it is always in vogue.
Nothing is better than chocolate.
The Ohio
Diamonds sparkle on its surface
liquid fire lined with the emerald of trees
and below in melted chocolate
river cats seek their prey
What the hell is in chocolate? No, not the science, the real thing–seduction colored brown with a smell you know from childhood and always, always want again.
It never occurred to me before, but there are milestones in my life related to chocolate. When looking back I remember the high school snack bar had the best brownies in the world and I had a brownie and a Dr. Pepper for lunch every day. In grade school, Valentine’s Day meant chocolate hearts and Easter wasn’t complete without the little chocolate eggs wrapped in bright foil.