On Friday evening, I had invited my friends over to meet my grandchildren over a cup of tea. I thought it was the best way for everyone to meet everyone and especially meet the children who weren’t going to be staying around for too long as both their moms are scheduled to go back to work. So I spent the last two weeks plotting and planning who I would call and what I would serve. What I didn’t anticipate was the gifts that my friends would bring. Of course it is customary for the newborns to get gifts but old grannies? I didn’t think I merited any special gift but I was obviously wrong because when we opened the goodies, I found three gifts specifically for me including this gorgeous box of assorted chocolates . Now you might argue that the box was to be shared by all those at home especially the nursing mothers but luckily both of them are convinced that chocolates are bad as the babies become testy . Of course I could have offered them to the rest of the family but I was suddenly reminded of the sinful pleasure my friend Jo and I experienced when we demolished the box of assorted chocolates  that was a  birth announcement addressed to her mother-in-law . “She’s out of town,” Jo reasoned, ” and will be back only when the chocolates have melted ,” so without a twinge of guilt tried one chocolate after the other, till by tea time we had finished them all!

Oh! the joy of discovering the joys of  a box of assorted  chocolates –  which despite the cheat sheet accompanying them makes you wonder what each little tidbit really tastes like. And then when you find one too fruity, you go for the next which if it is too crunchy, you go for the next which might be too bitter  and so on and so forth till you come to the perfect flavour. Most times the perfect flavour coincides with the last one as Jo and I found to our horror when we looked at an empty box. We were horrified not only at the emptiness but at the  uncontrollable greed of two middle aged women who had more than a middle to watch out for. Funnily, till today we both remember the shock and secret pleasure we felt as we gobbled down each delectable chocolate – one by one – unbeknownst to anyone and when either of us sees a box of assorted chocolates we break into giggles of unrepentant pleasure.

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