My favorite candy bar is a Bing as I have said before. I lamented because they are so hard to find in Utah. I used to get them at the Maverick gas station, and then even THEY stopped carrying them. My friend Susan Acton sent me some a few weeks ago and I ate them slowly, savoring every bite and knowing I would not get one again for a very long time. She was my hero.
Wayne and I were shopping at Smith's a couple of nights ago and in the aisle, on an end cap, was a big box full of Bings. It had a sign that said "Mitch's favorite candy bar". When we checked out I asked the cashier who Mitch was and she didn't know. I told her if she ever figured out who Mitch is, tell him to keep getting them in the store. I got 8 of them and put them in my freezer. I feel like a squirrel hoarding my nuts in a tree. They may get me by for a couple of months until I can restock. Why does chocolate bring me such joy?
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