I am not a dedicated chocolate eater. I don’t like chocolate cake, chocolate ice cream, Oreo cookies, or brownies. I do like most chocolate candies to one degree or another.
For Christmas, one of Desiree’s friends gifted her
with a box of chocolates. In the time since, I have moved the box here and
there when it occupied space I needed, but I never bothered to open it.
Yesterday, when I picked up the box one more time to move it, I found it
suspiciously light in weight. Upon opening the box, I found only one chocolate
treat remaining. I considered eating the chocolate, but I really wasn’t feeling
the urge. Instead, I handed the last chocolate over to Desiree. The box, after
all, had her name on it. And then I started craving something savory. Dill
pickles soon came to mind.
—Mitchell
Hegman
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