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I love chocolates, not only eating them, but also making them. Here, I would like to hold a corner to build my chocolate blogs - experience and more importantly to make chocolate friends around the world.Watch this space.X. P.

I woke up to the smell of bacon. The scent coming from the kitchen made a strong trail seeping through the crack at the bottom of my bedroom door and finally making its way into my little nostrils. I was 7-years old and it was Christmas morning. Looking back, I'm surprised I ever fell asleep at all because i used to get so excited on Christmas Eve that I couldn't sleep a wink. I was so anxious to open presents and more importantly, sneak a peak at Santa. I used to try and tip toe around my house thinking I couldn't be seen, just waiting for that big jolly man to squeeze his way through the chimney. Of course my parents always found me because as it turns out my tip toeing wasn't so silent after all. My mom would put me to bed and I would promise to stay in bed. She would say "the quicker you get to sleep, the quicker you can open your gifts and it will be morning." To an anxious seven year old, those words don't mean much.As the smell of bacon quickly brought me back to life, I crawled out of bed in my holiday pajamas which my mother always gave me the night before Christmas. I remember knowing this particular Christmas was going to be different. The first thing I did was run over to my chocolate filled calendar with yummy treats I had been working on devouring all month. To this day, I buy those silly calenders and look forward to the milk chocolate surprises. Being older now and having to deal with the day to day stresses, I tend to turn to chocolate as a guilty pleasure. I usually buy Sees milk chocolate because I can find it easily in malls around my house.After eating the mini chocolate snowman sitting in the December 31st square of the calender, I ate the best breakfast and then I ran to the couch and sat with my legs crossed and my heart pounding. Dad always separated my brothers gifts from my own. We each had our own pile with presents of all sizes just waiting to revealed. Time flew by as we ripped open all of the beautiful wrapping paper, careless to such details. I got Malibu Beach Barbie and I remember not wanting to tell my parents I was to old for such a gift. Other than that, my brother and i got amazing gifts and like most kids who are selfish at Christmas, we wanted MORE. We knew there was something else but we had opened everything under the tree. In my family, growing up there were few Christmas mornings that occurred without a "big" gift that couldn't be found under the tree. My brother whispered "maybe there isn't anything else." I knew better.We dove into our stuffed stockings which I loved because I always got chocolate Santa's. They were huge, milk chocolate ones too similar to the chocolate bunnies kids get around Easter time. FINALLY, my dad pretended like he wanted my brother and I to get something out of the trunk of his car. We found two brand new bikes wrapped in a huge red silk ribbon. Mine was purple and sparkled in the sun. It was the best bike I ever owned. Christmas didn't end there though. Dad had built us a tree house!

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Please join me tonight at Westerly Natural Foods for a raw sweets tasting including our new gourmet raw cacao chocolate bar and multi award winning raw agave gelato! 5-8p, 54th St. & 8th Ave.

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During my childhood, I always can we think best for ourselves. I always heard from the growing up saying that life is tough and working hard is a must for them in order to maintain current life style. Is that really true, and by working hard, playing less we can get what we want? When I grow up, I am in the same situation as well as people around me. Then I have another question in mind, when the time we get what we think we want, is that really what we want?

After a deep thought in all these questions, I finally realize that I working hard for nothing. Why do I say that? When you ask why, which means that you started to have questons like I do. We always believe things that elder people told us, study hard, work hard, play less and you will get what you want later in life. The fact that what they said what we want in life usually is what our parent want and the fact that what our parent want is actually what our grand parent want and the fact that what our grand parent want is what our great grand parent want. So what I'm trying to say is, what most people want when they work hard, is to get a "better" house, "better" life, and "better" car. As you can see, why do I put double quote for the word better ?I put double quote for the word better

It is true that most of the people nowadays work so hard and some become workaholic just to make their life a little bit "better". Don't you think that this is somehow unwise? And because we want to become "better", it always lead us to work for money, and when we work for money, problem arise. You will hear people say that we have no time for our children, we have no time for our family, I have to work like a slave in order not to get fired.

Maybe you'll ask, do we have a choice? We just have to work hard to maintain what we have now and to get "better", we just have to work harder. My friend, we all have our choices, we can choose what we want and how we want to be. In order to make a good choice for yourself, you just have to spend some time to figure out what you really want in life, what is your ultimate goal? Without knowing what you really want in life, there is no way of going anywhere. So my friend, stop working so hard for a while, think hard for what you really want.

We must achieve a balnce in our life, so work hard and play hard.

-- David --
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So here are the spoils of my Italy trip. Chocolatiers visited: Luca Mannori (the pastries, my god, the pastries!), Roberto Catinari (so....much to choose from), Paul de Bondt (why we were you out of honey chocolates???), and Vestri (could not have been ruder and hotter store). Chocolatiers visited who were closed Catinari & Salza (fie! fie on you both!). And of course, Eurochocolate.

I actually came in under budget. I think. Still haven't totaled the receipts yet, but I ran out of room in my chocolate case. Now my husband and I are eating our way through all the pralines & chocolate bars with nut & fruit additives. Its quite a lovely way to get through the work day.