Also, this sounds like something you should be glad you didn't eat, @Frank, or you'd be puking too.. . . uppity sandwiches . . .
I was liking your post until the last part and then I didn't.I ate a small Royal (Strawberry Cheesecake Blizzard with a tube of chocolate fudge down the middle) Blizzard (how does anyone eat the larger sizes? The small is enormous.) at DQ this evening.
I am very lactose intolerant. My asshole is a storm of diarrhea right now.
Worth it.
The triple-chocolate blizzard is my go-to. Chocolate ice cream, chocolate chips, brownies. If I'm feeling extra daring I can also get the chocolate tube.I ate a small Royal (Strawberry Cheesecake Blizzard with a tube of chocolate fudge down the middle) Blizzard (how does anyone eat the larger sizes? The small is enormous.) at DQ this evening.
I am very lactose intolerant. My asshole is a storm of diarrhea right now.
Worth it.
I'm pretty sure there's something genetic in my lineage that makes us prone to chocoholism. My stepmother likes to tell the story about how the first time my Dad's sister came to visit after for the first time after the wedding, and my stepmom came home from work on day two to find all the cabinets open and boxes of food pulled out, and as soon as my aunt realized she was standing there, she wheeled around from the carnage and said in hissing, clipped words... "Where. Is. Your. CHOCOLATE. How does my brother live in a house where there is NO CHOCOLATE?!" The crazy light of a junky shone in her eyes. They went and got chocolate immediately.Honestly, I can't eat all that chocolate anymore. The older I get, the more chocolate is just way too sweet. Just reading your post made me gag.
I'm not going to say I don't eat chocolate anymore, that is a lie. But I can't do Death by Chocolate type things anymore, and some brands of chocolate are just flat out disgusting.I'm pretty sure there's something genetic in my lineage that makes us prone to chocoholism. My stepmother likes to tell the story about how the first time my Dad's sister came to visit after for the first time after the wedding, and my stepmom came home from work on day two to find all the cabinets open and boxes of food pulled out, and as soon as my aunt realized she was standing there, she wheeled around from the carnage and said in hissing, clipped words... "Where. Is. Your. CHOCOLATE. How does my brother live in a house where there is NO CHOCOLATE?!" The crazy light of a junky shone in her eyes. They went and got chocolate immediately.
I read this in Jean Shepherd's voice.I'm pretty sure there's something genetic in my lineage that makes us prone to chocoholism. My stepmother likes to tell the story about how the first time my Dad's sister came to visit after for the first time after the wedding, and my stepmom came home from work on day two to find all the cabinets open and boxes of food pulled out, and as soon as my aunt realized she was standing there, she wheeled around from the carnage and said in hissing, clipped words... "Where. Is. Your. CHOCOLATE. How does my brother live in a house where there is NO CHOCOLATE?!" The crazy light of a junky shone in her eyes. They went and got chocolate immediately.
This is an actual biological thing. Not chocolate, per se, but about sugar in general.The older I get, the more chocolate is just way too sweet.
My brother delivered furniture when he was just out of high school. He delivered to a house where the kids in the house added three table-spoons of sugar into their Coca-Cola.I find the chocolate protein shakes I make super sugary. I was fairly horrified to learn my friend puts extra sweetener in them and that random internet dudes use chocolate sauce in them. Ew.
The ONLY Chocolate ice cream I don't find disgusting these days is the Dreyer's/Edy's Show Churned Chocolate that is 1/3 fat or w/e.I find chocolate with too much milk too sweet for me, which is why I usually don't like chocolate-based ice creams. The only exception is milkshakes. Otherwise, it needs to be dark chocolate. Mmmmmm...
I may have a nightmare tonight.My brother delivered furniture when he was just out of high school. He delivered to a house where the kids in the house added three table-spoons of sugar into their Coca-Cola.
AKA "Milk Chocolate," which is chocolate suspended in a fat solution (at least 10% chocolate and at least 12% milk by law).As a belgian, I feel obligated to, once again, point out that 90% of what you can find in the USA that's called "chocolate" really, really isn't chocolate. It's brown sugary fatty crumbly crap.
I notice it doesn't stop them from buying as much American stuff as they can cram into their luggage before they go home, though. Or, I dunno, maybe that's just the dutch, because my former in-laws sure as hell did. (Both the "everything here isn't as good as in Europe" thing AND the "buying everything you possibly can and hauling it back to Holland" thing)I have to ask...Why does every European I've ever met in my life do that? There's always this insistence that the American version of everything is inferior.
No, there's perfectly good milk chocolate. Most belgian chocolate is milk. America does not insist on the amount of vegetable oil that has to be actual cocoa butter, unlike Belgium. It's usually replaced with cheaper fats like coconut or palm oil. And the sugar gets replaced with HFCS. And yes, all that crumbly cementy chalk is what I meant with "not chocolate". Ugh.AKA "Milk Chocolate," which is chocolate suspended in a fat solution (at least 10% chocolate and at least 12% milk by law).
But if you think Snickers/Mars chocolate isn't "real," I'd love for you to try some of the cheap chocolates that go on sale around valentines day that taste like brown plastic cement and have a chalky, fragrant aftertaste. That shit should be illegal.
Every European grew up with "the real deal" of a small amount of products. The U.S. has those products too, but usually in much shittier quality at the staple price range.I have to ask...Why does every European I've ever met in my life do that? There's always this insistence that the American version of everything is inferior.
I think the only way to really know is for you to send you best chocolates over here, and we'll have a taste test. I volunteer myself as tribute, er, taster, so everyone else doesn't have to suffer.As a belgian, I feel obligated to, once again, point out that 90% of what you can find in the USA that's called "chocolate" really, really isn't chocolate. It's brown sugary fatty crumbly crap. Chocolate can be sweet or bitter or more sharp, but it's not the brown thing covering a Mars or snickers bar.