This is a rather unflattering picture of an unexpected Valentine’s Day present. A loaf of chocolate bread. With chocolate chips. It is basically one giant double-chocolate muffin.
The first few bites of that massive hunk I cut off were fantastic. The next ones…errh, not so much.
…I think I’m actually all chocolated out for the moment—which is a shame (for my fiancé, who always seems to have the worst timing) and a wonderful thing (for my waistline)
