I'm the only woman I know who doesn't like milk chocolate. I like dark chocolate. I like white chocolate. I love Hershey's Cookies N' Cream chocolate. I occasionally like milk chocolate if it has stuff in it, like coconut or maple cream (and even then I have this habit of eating whatever is inside and throwing away the chocolate part). But I do not like plain old milk chocolate.
Perhaps there's some faulty wiring in my brain. Or maybe I'm lacking certain types of taste buds that other women have. Maybe I've eaten so many banana peppers in my life that my tongue is permanently damaged.
I have actually been called a boy because of this issue, which is ridiculous. As anyone who has attended a general health class knows, love of milk chocolate is not what classifies someone as a woman. I am not a boy, I assure you.
At least my future children won't have to worry about my raiding their Halloween and Easter candy for chocolate. Only for Razzles and Jawbreakers. They can keep their milk-infused cocoa.
I want brownies.
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