I am chocolate’s bitch.
Pardon my language but it had to be said. I am chocolate’s mistress, handmaiden, lackey…whichever you are more comfortable with. The point is, I pine for my lost love. While dark chocolate is OK, in my heart there is a giant milky hole where milk chocolate once lived.
BUT, as with all great lovers if it was meant to be, it will be. And today, so it is. Welcome home lover.
This dairy-free hot chocolate is creamy on the tongue and full of the sweet chocolate I remember from my youth…or my thirties.