Saturday, April 22, 2006

Sunday Scribble #4/2 - Chocolate


This morning I was gently rocked into wakefulness as I read Corey's The Language of Words at Tongue in Cheek. Later, as I was contemplating chocolate and my less than ideal relationship with said substance and with food in general, I went back and read her words again. God help me but I was completely swamped by a Weird Al Yankovich moment. Thank you Corey for allowing me to pursue this crazed thought. It epitomizes my life-long struggle with food.

One bite of chocolate, a few bites of chocolate...the power of CHOCOLATE! The feelings chocolate can evoke, cherished chocolate, the cannot be forgotten chocolate. Chocolate sings, it whispers, cries, it angers -CHOCOLATE!! Chocolate does not speak, it is a siren call. Chocolate cannot be denied. Sharing chocolate. Sharing? NOT. I search for chocolate, write of chocolate as a substitute for its consumption. I bury chocolate in the back of the freezer, hiding it, questioning my sanity as I am consumed by the desire to consume chocolate. Poetic, prayful, worshipping at the altar of dark chocolate. Chocolate fills my heart, chocolate eases my pain, chocolate is my refuge and keeps me hidden. Chocolate speaks all languages. Chocolate carves a canker in my mouth, a red inflamed token of how I wear chocolate that says so much about me.

11 comments:

Cate said...

What a beautiful, poetic tribute! I feel like I was privy to the intimate details of a love affair! WOW!

This line speaks volumes to me: "Poetic, prayful, worshipping at the altar of dark chocolate." I'm predicting that in the next five minutes, I will be rummaging through my sons' Easter baskets for some dark chocolate! Thanks a lot! :)

Tongue in Cheek Antiques said...

if the words we used could rise and worship at the altar of others what a simpler more loving world we would have. The word chocolate melts over me in this post, you stirred it with a passion and formed it into the most delicious feast. I am honored that my few words or ingredients could allow you

Tongue in Cheek Antiques said...

to create such a dessert.
the end of the sentence was cut off?

megg said...

beautiful tribute! I understand those feelings completely!

Paris Parfait said...

Fabulous post - a tribute both to Corey and to chocolate. Makes me want to rush out and buy chocolate to hoard in a secret stash.

Caroline said...

Sounds like a full-on relationship to me!

And thank you for the link to Corey's post it adds to the depth of yours to read that one too.

Laini said...

I UNDERSTAND. I actually make my husband HIDE the chocolate, so that when I want some I have to ask for it. (my idea, not his) -- otherwise, if I knew where it was, that knowledge would sit in the front of my mind blocking my view of anything else until I'd eaten it all just to clear my thoughts! Madness!

susanlavonne said...

WOW...I feel SO much better...it's like belonging to an AA group where drinking is not only allowed but encouraged! Terrific post!

Joy Eliz said...

Oh the things we do for chocolate:) Love your scribbling - it says everything about a relationship with chocolate.

liz elayne said...

you have captured this relationship with chocolate so well...and you are not alone my dear.

saw on claudia's blog that you just started reading chocolat today. oh it is wondrous. and you will have to read the five quarters of the orange next. i read it last november and its become one of my all time favorite books.

Brad said...

...does not speak...

...doesn't talk back, tell you no,no, it whispers-yes, shouts-eat me, lures, entices, etc.

chocolate (Xocolatl) is a safe friend...

Thanks
bg