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Posted by doggonedmysteries
Yes, it is chocolate. I always have some in the house. I blame my Grandmother. She was a true chocoholic. She taught me the joys of dark chocolate.
A few days ago, I was in a grocery store and spotted an irresistible display. They had a sale on Ghirardelli dark chocolate brownie mixes. It was a two for the price of one sale. I’d never tried them because I no longer do much in the way of baking—don’t need the extra calories. I read the back of the box and I bought two, one of their ultimate dark chocolate brownie mix and the other their dark chocolate brownie mix. I would’ve bought more if they hadn’t been out of the turtle ones. There wasn’t a single box of those left.
Last night I made the dark chocolate brownies. They were so good they were very nearly orgasmic. I hope they have more mixes when I go back to the store. I intend to keep a box or two on hand for when a chocolate crave hits me, or if I have drop in company.
DH was in heaven when I served them up still warm from the oven for dessert with fresh coffee.
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