And now for the What’s Your Chocolate Blogfest that M Pax, Laura Eno, Brinda Berry and Ciara Knight are running. Chocolate, ahhhh, the essential treat that we writers need by our side, along with a hot cuppa joe, for long writing stints. They want us to relay a chocolate memory, or reveal what our fave chocolate is. The memory that sticks in my mind, (literally), was when I was around ten, and my dad took me to the Philadelphia Orchestra. I had on a fancy dress and brand new pink wool coat. He bought me a Swiss chocolate bar, which I half unwrapped, in order to start munching along to the violins and horns. Well, I guess the Beethoven, or whatever it was got pretty distracting, because the next thing I knew, I couldn’t find the chocolate bar anywhere!
After the concert, as we stood up to walk out, my dad gasped. I spun around, and he pointed to my back. The chocolate bar had melted onto the right seat of my pink coat! Talk about embarrassed! To read other chocolate tales jump over to M Pax’s list of participants here.
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ReplyDeleteOh no..your pink coat! I know I would have been devastated at that age. That's a great story. I also love have you've colored the font to match the pink coat and chocolate bar. *grin*
ReplyDeleteThanks, Brinda, looking forward to reading your post--as soon as I get back from my morning teachng.
ReplyDeleteI must admit that I am a self-declared chocoholic. I don't eat much candy, but chocolate is my down fall.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the major shout-out, Catherine!
Yay for Sheri!
ReplyDeleteOh no! Not the pink coat. I can just see you spinning around, dressed up for a date with dad.
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing your story.
Major congrats to Sheri!!
Aww, hope you were able to get the pink coat cleaned.
ReplyDeleteHonestly, M Pax, I have no idea what happened to that coat afterwards.
ReplyDeleteOh no! Not sticky, brown choccie spread all over the pink coat? What a bummer...
ReplyDeleteNice to meet you and thanks for visiting my place, Catherine.
I'm a new follower via Linky widget.
Oh no! And chocolate is hard to get out of anything. Trust me, I've had enough melted chocolates on me over the years to know!
ReplyDeleteThanks for the follow, Michelle. Yes, Christine, washing chocolate out of fabric is tricky. Best to use room temp water.
ReplyDeleteI've done the same thing in the cinema, but I wasn't young - I was very much old enough to know how to handle my chocolate! And I had to walk into a pub covered in chocolate because everyone else wanted a drink afterwards :-(
ReplyDeleteThanks for the follow. I'm following too now :-)
I think I would have been more annoyed about ruining the chocolate than the coat! :)
ReplyDeleteEmbarrassing moments are always funnier when they're in the past. Chocolate stains are hard to get out, too.
ReplyDeleteSmall pieces are better than a bar. New follower here. Nice to meet you. I like dark chocolate.
Thanks for following, DG. Laura, it was a toss-up between the coat and the chocolate, but I do recall being really pissed off that I couldn't eat the treat!
ReplyDeleteI think they call that chocolate abuse...
ReplyDeleteAlex, good one!
ReplyDeleteAaak! Not your pink wool coat! Well, I hope you were able to dry clean it. As much as I love chocolate, I too don't like getting it on my clothes. Thanks for sharing your story.
ReplyDeleteI hope your pink coat gets fixed!
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Hahaha... that is so funny... not good that you missed on eating the chocolate or your coat, but funny:)
ReplyDeleteWhat a terrible thing to have happened! I'll bet it didn't come out either. Thanks for joining the blogfest. :)
ReplyDeleteLaura Eno
OMG! Your poor coat. And poor you! I bet you never had another chocolate bar at an orchestra concert!
ReplyDeleteNo, Sherry, but years later when I was eating candy at a movie theater, some lady next to me asked if she could have one. I handed her the box, and she ate the whole thing! Weird, huh?
ReplyDeleteMmm. Chocolate pie and brownies. A lot of good stuff going on this month. Such great giveaways.
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ReplyDeletewhat a sweet tragedy! hope it came out okay!
ReplyDeleteOh dear, what a chocolate memory! Isn't it funny how at the time, these events are so traumatic, but later they sound so funny!
ReplyDeleteOh no! I hope your coat turned out ok. I've sat on chocolate before and I don't recommend that either . . .
ReplyDeleteSo carried away by the music that the chocolate was forgotten! Love that story. Hope the coat was saved!
ReplyDeleteRettakat, traumatic is often hilarious after the fact. Yes, Lee, carried away by the music is a good thing!
ReplyDeleteOh no how disappointingly mortifying! Poor you. I hope you treated yourself to another.
ReplyDeleteHooray for Sheri!
ReplyDeleteMmm, chocolate and orchestra music. Sounds like a good combo to me!
'The memory that sticks in my mind, (literally), was when I was around ten, and my dad took me to the Philadelphia Orchestra. I had on a fancy dress and brand new pink wool coat. He bought me a Swiss chocolate bar, which I half unwrapped, in order to start munching along to the violins and horns.'
ReplyDeleteHow much do I love the image that springs to mind with this!?
Oh no! What a 'bitter sweet' chocolate story.
ReplyDeleteMy chocolate story -- according to my parents, my first word was 'Daddy' and my second word was 'chocolate' (my mom wasn't pleased). I'm an absolute chocolate fiend, the darker, the better.
Suze, gee thanks. Nickie, awesome second word, smart baby!
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ReplyDeleteIt's unbelievable!!!!!!!!!!
ReplyDeleteThat is unforgettable. I've had some chocolate mishaps too, on a smaller scale.
ReplyDeleteSorry to LOL, but LOL! Oh dear...were y'all able to easily get the stain out of your pretty pink coat? You know, that sounds like something I'd do to myself *now*, never mind as a kid. :-)
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