Chicago Chocolate

Last year I was in Chicago with three of my sorority sisters.  We took the train in from Michigan and spent four days shopping and eating.

We were getting tired and two of the gals were lagging behind when I suddenly looked up and saw the sign. "Oh!  Oh!" I took off, feet no longer hurting.

"What?  What is it?" my friend who was walking with me asked.  She took off after me and then abruptly stopped as she looked up at the shop I was disappearing into.  "You don't need to hurry," she hollered to the other girls who had picked up their pace.

"Why?  What'd she find?  Clothes?  Purses?"

"No.  Her store."

"What's that?  Chocolate?"  I heard laughter before the door shut.

"Yes."

Yes, the chocolate store is what I found.  I discovered Vosges a few years ago.  Pricey but well worth it.  My favorite of the line is Mo's Dark Bar.

Hmm, might as well have a piece since it's sitting right here . . .