Torture

I’m such a sucker for torturing myself. Chocolate. I know what it does to me. You don’t, and that’s good. Chocolate, my body does not like. Really does not like. It fights back on me, and it’s not pretty. There are very few occasions when I can have chocolate (such as a candy bar or something equally indulgent). Chocolate cakes and ice-cream don’t seem to bother me, but something that has a higher concentration…it better be my monthly or it’s just not going to happen. A friend of mine has something very similar, and calls it an allergy to chocolate. I refuse to accept that.

So anyway, I’m constantly learning what the concentration of chocolate is in different items. This last weekend I made brownies. Not just any brownies, Ghirardelli brownies.

Turns out, they have a high concentration of chocolate. In case you were wondering.

But they’re sooo goooood.