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.)