Wednesday, August 14, 2019
My love for chocolate began at an early age, and I attribute the onset of it to my Aunt Elma. As a young child I would spent part of summer holidays at my Grandpa and Aunt Elma's house. Each night at bedtime, after crawling under the covers in my aunt's double bed, she would inevitably ask me if I wanted some chocolate. She proceeded to extract a piece for each of us, from a box hidden in the top drawer of her dresser. After joining me under the covers, chocolate washing over my teeth, she proceeded to remove her dentures and plop them in a plastic container filled with Poly Dent on her nightstand. Sweet Dreams, Auntie Elma!