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Have I mentioned that I'm on holidays yet???

Holidays bring with it good and bad habits. Good habits include more exercise, relaxation, quality time with loved ones, reading books, long walks along the beach at sunset and other exciting things...

Bad habits include sleeping in (okay, my idea of a sleep in is to 7:30am, but it's still a sleep in!), staying in pjs until 9 (again, not late to some, but late for me!) and...my personal favourite...a chocolate breakfast!

This kind of cancels out the exercise-factor...but hey, it's worth it.

Currently I'm working on a Ferrero Rocher. This presents seme implications for my chocolate-philosophy. Generally I believe chocolate quanitities should always be maximised in food. Additives such as nuts, minty bits, gooey stuff etc should only ever add to the experience and never take away from valuable chocolate space. There are very few things that do this successfully. Usually I would be a little miffed at the high quantities of nuts and wafer...however Rocher seem to make a perfect balance with rich 'good' chocolate, unlike all of those other compoundy substances most commonly found.

Though I'm not here to talk Ferrero Rochers....I'm here to talk about what is next on the menu. Toblerone. Now once again, I'm not the greatest fan of this chocolatey treat as although the nougat and nuts add to the experience, I would much rather spend my money on Lindt and have a divine chocolate experience.

But I'm getting distracted. What makes this particular Toblerone special is that what it lacks in ratio of chocolate quantity, it makes up in quantity! One of the lovely girls in my class won a 4.5 kilogram bar of Toblerone....and she gave her favourite teacher a piece! Though this is no ordinary piece...this is a slab. In fact, I am still pondering how on earth to eat the thing...

Usually with Toblerone I will break off a single piece and put the entire thing in my mouth until it melts away and I'm left with a chewy mass of nougat.

But as you can see the whole thing doesn't even fit in my hand, let alone in my mouth... so, another chocolate-eating dilemma. Logic says 'break it'. My mouth says 'bite it'. My eyes provide a greater problem - aesthetics. Breaking it or biting it would take away from its smooth triangular form....so all of this becomes too much of an effort and I know I'm only going to do what I have been doing with it for the past week now - put it back in the fridge and eat another Forrero Rocher instead.

xxx