Yesterday while out on a road trip, Warren and I came across a chocolate factory outlet store.
“Holy Crap” I screamed. “Stop!”
Giddy with excitement, we parked the car and entered the World’s Finest Chocolate Factory outlet. We joked about not having any golden tickets. Have you ever shopped at a chocolate factory? Fun would be an understatement
I decided it would be nice to buy chocolates for all of my new neighbours – a kind of happy thanksgiving treat.
“We had better get a cart to hold all of this stuff. These boxes are perfect for hostess gifts.”
We tossed more into the cart. Remembering that the kids were coming to visit this weekend we stocked up on extra boxes and bags of bars in a variety of flavours.
“Do we want the chocolate mint or the chocolate caramel covered? Why not both.”
Warren loves to have his own stash of chocolate almond bars so he picked up two large bags of mini bars. Up at the cash register we had more important decisions waiting for us. That is where they displayed their broken and rejected “specials”.
“Oh boy! Large bags filled with broken chocolate chucks with caramel centres. – What amazing value! ”
I am not overweight. I am chocolate enriched
Happy times! Have a wonderful Thanksgiving weekend.