I'm the kind of person who skips to the conversation when reading a book.
A friend asked me the other day, “Milk chocolate or dark chocolate? I’m asking for a friend.”
Yeah, right, I thought. About the asking-for-a-friend part.
“What friend?” I asked in return. I hate it when people answer questions with questions. “And why do you need to know?”
Then my friend turned all gestapo on me. “I’m the one asking the questions here.”
I could picture myself sitting in stark darkened room with a blinding light shining in my eyes.
“Spill it,” she barked at me.
All over chocolate. Sheesh.
It would be easier to say which I wouldn’t eat first.
I wouldn’t eat any white chocolate. Sorry, just not a fan.
And any filled with super-sweet pink stuff or orange stuff? No, thank you.
That still doesn’t answer the dark chocolate/milk chocolate question, though. I really think that all depends on the day.
Deirdre turned us onto dark chocolate covered coffee beans. I love those. My husband loves Gertrude Hawk’s dark chocolate silk smidgens, and sometimes those just hit the spot.
But I also prefer plain M & M’s to any other variety. And, if I was picking that chocolate from a box of mixed chocolates, it would probably be a milk chocolate covered caramel.