I’m beginning to feel like one of Santa’s elves – though I tinker in chocolates instead of toys. You see, I’ve been on a chocolate making binge this past week – making tins of salty, sweet happiness for nearly everyone I know. I’m hoping Santa will adopt me as his official chocolatier. Is that a thing?
Less than an hour ago I filled the final tins, but I still have this pile of excess chocolate. How in the world did that happen? A Christmas miracle? Dumb luck? Strategic Plan?
I’m going with a happy, Christmas miracle.