You know my friend Ruthie? The girl half of the couple with whom Husby and I go out on Dive Nights? She holds a tradition of giving me chocolates for a Christmas gift. This year she gave me a very impressive-sized box of truffles.
Ruthie knows I love sweets. What she might not know is that I’m still working on that box of truffles. Oh, they’re almost gone, but I’ve been savoring them for nearly two months.
When I retire for the evening I usually like to read for a little bit. I’m still working on the Harry Potter series; I’ve finally reached the last one, The Deathly Hallows. The other night Husby and I were laying in bed reading our separate books. I surprised him by saying, “chocolate?” and offered him one of the Christmas truffles Ruthie gave me. You see, reading chocolates are darn near the best chocolates you can eat.
A tray of truffles (one of five!) given to me by Ruthie at Christmastime. Such a wonderful accompaniment on my evening journeys to Hogwarts.
Husby was gracious and only ate one of the truffles I offered him, but I could tell he wanted to make chocolate a regular part of his bedtime reading.
See that one in the middle? It’s caramel, my favorite.
Thank you, Ruthie, for a winter of indulgent nights with creamy chocolate. Thank you, JK Rowling, for whisking me away on the Hogwarts Express.
Winter evenings with a good book and some good chocolate…what could be better than that?
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