Monday, November 3, 2008
Chocolate
I have one of the busiest weeks planned this week and it started yesterday. I was co-hosting a fundraiser for the a local senior's home. What's interesting about this particular home is that it is not just one building. It has a number of buildings in the neighbourhood. Some are for independent living, some have a few services available for the residents and some are "this" close to full service. In the main building is a hair salon, a drug store, a pub (of sorts) and a gym. There are regular activities in the various "meeting rooms" and concerts for the residents and there seems to be a continuous stream of cubs and brownies going in to entertain the older folks.
Most of the people living in these residences are elderly. But there are a few younger disabled people in there, too. I know a couple of women my age, with MS, who are residents of one of these homes. If I end up in one of these residences at least I know they'll take pretty good care of me.
The fundraiser was an afternoon of sampling chocolate in all forms - in cake, mousse (no sign of Sarah Palin), petits fours, ice cream, icings, as a dip, covering cookies, with meringues...When asked if I would co-host this event my response was OH YEAH. Because they feed me at these things. I have no shame. I'll work for my supper. Ahhhhh....I only gained a half pound.
It was definitely fun. And I didn't have to make supper last night. I had chocolate.
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Will Work for Chocolate! Why didn't I think of that?
did you say chocolate to a woman with PMS? lead the way! those treats sure do look and sound yummy.
just to let you know our beloved diane standiford has a wonderful interview up on health central. come check it out!
http://www.healthcentral.com/multiple-sclerosis/c/73302/46335/people
It was good timing this year to have Halloween and left-over chocolate candy just on the days I needed it so. But that stuff you're looking at, seems divine.
It was quite yummy.....and contrary to waht others may tell you, I did not go back 3 times. It was 4.
S.
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