r_harvey

Chocolate saves lives

I'm about 15-pounds overweight (an estimate anticipating that I'll skip dinner tomorrow). I eat moderately, a simple diet and simple tastes.

I try to eat at least a pound of chocolate every week. Maybe more.

Let's say that half of that chocolate (ooh chocolate, beloved, faithful, life-affirming chocolate) makes a straightforward conversion into fat. Mine.

Were I, hypothetically of course, freed from those rich, creamy shackles, I'd hit my ideal weight inside of thirty weeks.

In another thirty weeks, I'd be 15-pounds underweight.

Another year, and I'd be, at best, severely malnourished. Maybe worse.

Chocolate. More than a tasty treat, it's our best hope for seeing tomorrow. And a fine reason to look forward to it.

Official Snack Food 1984 Olympic Games

It was a better world when chocolate was recommended by athletes, and available in limited colors. Before World War II, they were all in black&white.

Yes the M&M colors are real. Yes, I took the photograph. Yes, it was in 1984. And, yes, it was taken with a Canon F1. A high-resolution version is available.