Ed bought me two bars of my favorite chocolate for my birthday. And if you think that my beloved pasilla chile and cayenne pepper-infused dark chocolate would fall outside the share-zone with the likes of a three year-old, you'd be wrong. Tonight after dinner, I offered him frozen yogurt or a mini Hershey bar for dessert. His response? No, I want the spicy chocolate.
Is nothing sacred?
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