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MMMMM. Chocolate. Chocolate is wonderful. I wonder what it is that draws people to it. There is nothing better than a smooth, rich, creamy, lovely bar of chocolate. And nothing worse than chocolate gone wrong. One word man: Hersheys. That stuff was made with a secret ingredient all right: woodchips. Oh chocolate done right! It's the closest thing to ambrosia we have. Yummy, yummy chocolate. And there are so many kinds! Milk chocolate, dark chocolate, white chocolate. Further than that, there are sub-divisions of each one: 50% dark, 70% dark, 82% dark, 90% dark (to die for). Chocolate with chili pepper, hazelnuts, almonds, fudge-centered, mint, caramel, I mean...the possibilitles are ENDLESS! Let's not even get into all the pastries that impliment this celestial treat. Actually, let's do. Chocolate cake, german chocolate cake, peanut butter cookies with the little rolos on top, all the stroodles and breads. I am going to die if I don't have a chocolate chip pancake right now. And chocolate chip cookies?! I mean, come on. What kid, or adult, or person for that matter, doesn't appreciate the delicate simplicity of a warm plate of chocolate chip cookies and a tall glass of milk (not too tall though, otherwise it's too hard to dunk, which is a tragedy.) I could sit here in this park for hours and hours writing about chocolate. Except my irises are being burned out of their sockets from the brightness of the sun.