I have a chocolate drawer. There. I said it. My deep, dark, sometimes milk secret is out in the open now. (Although technically it hasn’t been a well-kept secret. All of my neighbors know about it and I’m not shy about singing its praises.)
For the uninitiated: It’s not a drawer made out of chocolate. It is a whole drawer in the refrigerator containing nothing but chocolate.* Everyone should have one. It is the secret to staying sane AND keeping a woman happy.
(This used to be in my chocolate drawer. It’s not there now. It’s looooong gone.)