When your house is filled with chocolate, something has to give. In this case, it was the super-duper Belgian assortment, given to the cow-orkers and saving me at least a few laps around the neighborhood.
We're not going to talk about the homemade truffles that I'm keeping.
They must love you. Do they wait for you at the door like dogs, tongues hanging out and drooling at the prospect of what treat you may have brought them?ReplyDelete
At least Valentines Day will be here soon ;-)ReplyDelete
Betts, the chocolates were appreciated, for sure! But everyone brings stuff in, not just me. We have some regular bakers, and always there is candy.ReplyDelete
Thanks for the reminder, JGH. I'm sure we'll be getting all kinds of leftovers then, too.