We eat a lot of chocolate in this house - the adults, that is. While I love the fancy stuff, my all-time favourite is good old Cadbury's Dairy Milk. It's not uncommon for an entire large block to be consumed in a single evening. So when the habit seemed to be spiralling out of control recently, we agreed to a moratorium. No new chocolate was to enter the house.
It's been a relatively easy transition. I feel liberated at the supermarket as I glide down the confectionary aisle, blinkers on, ignoring the familiar purple blocks on the shelf. It was a bit of a challenge last week when there was a two for five bucks sale on, but still I resisted.
Still, one finds ways to feed the sweet tooth. A tall glass of milk with Milo after dinner helps. And the occasional stint in the kitchen. Chocolate from the baking aisle at the supermarket doesn't count, now, does it?