I love chocolate. The darker the better. I love it baked in a cake, drizzled over ice cream or all by it’s beautiful self. I could drink it by the gallon, especially topped with whipped cream or marshmallows.
Chocolate makes me smile and calms my spirit. If prayer were a food, it would be chocolate.
One of my favorite childhood memories is of my Mother’s chocolate chip cookies. The BEST part of coming home from school was being greeted with the smell of those delicious cookies fresh from the oven. My siblings and I were never more motivated to change out of our school uniforms and do our chores and homework, than on those days when there were chocolate chip cookies as the prize for a job well done.
I learned to bake in middle school. My mother’s hands were often overflowing with many small children and their needs that her time in the kitchen was limited. She said it was time for me to help out a bit more around the house. She gave me a choice. Learn how to do laundry or cook/bake. As I saw it, my choice was, wash my brother’s dirty underwear and socks, or bake yummy goodness. Ummm…Duh, I chose the latter and I have never looked back. I loved it so much that I would use my babysitting money to buy baking supplies to feed my passion.
Do you know how many different ways you can use chocolate in baking? I made brownies and chocolate cupcakes with chocolate buttercream frosting. I made whoopie pies and chocolate silk pie. I even used chocolate in a mole sauce in high school.
My baking skills and effusive use of chocolate helped me land my husband. While we were dating, I would send him a box of baked goods every week. Yes, that’s right, the way to a man’s heart is truly through his stomach, and chocolate was my love language. He tells me it made him the most popular midshipman in 22nd Company on mail day. His company mates would wait outside his room to see what delights I had sent him. One of the funniest stories he ever told me was when his buddy B told him that if Jerry wasn’t going to marry me, he would, just for the chocolate chip cookies.
Chocolate has been present at every major event in my life from my wedding cake to my daughters funeral luncheon. Like mother like daughter. Court’s favorite dessert was chocolate pudding topping with fresh whipped cream. My sweet friends made sure that dish was on the menu that day. I was so touched by the gesture and imagined my Courtney sitting at the banquet of the Lord, with nothing but chocolate desserts in front of her.
Chocolate has been a counselor and a best friend in times of need. It’s helped me meet new neighbors and break the ice at many a church event. Oh Chocolate how do I love thee…let me count the ways…
So today my friends if you have the chance to enjoy some creamy, melty chocolaty goodness, do so, and say a little prayer for someone who could use some sweetness in their life.
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