As Janie was emptying out my pantry this morning (a daily occurance) she found herself a nice breakfast treat.
The fact that it had bloomed (it was not rotten— it just looks like it) did not seem to bother her one bit. She enjoyed it quite a bit before I traded her for a roll.
[ps. I promise all of my chocolate has not bloomed, I used to store it above the stove and I paid dearly for that. This apparently was missed when I tossed the rest of my bloomed chocolate.]
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