After the weekend we’ve had (more on that later), we decided it was necessary to have some chocolate. It was so good that when I dropped a piece the size of a gnat on the floor near the cat food bowls, I retrieved it and ate it. Normally, I do not advocate ever eating anything off the floor in my kitchen. I’m sorry if that grosses anyone out, but the kitchen on the whole is the nastiest room I’ve ever been in (the better half laughed at that line–ok, so I exaggerate, a bit). I hate that kitchen (more on that at a later date).
Here’s the chocolate that made me eat a piece off the floor–5 second rule or no:
