A Chocolate Confession

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Hi. My name’s Joe, and I’m a chocoholic.

On a sit in Switzerland this summer, the generous homeowners offered that I could “eat anything in the pantry or the fridge” and “don’t worry about replacing it”. Well, normally I do not ask for food, and only take food that is offered or food that would spoil before the sit ends. I’m happy to buy my own groceries.

BUT, they left a really nice, big baggie full of chocolates in the pantry. Right by the door. In like a gift bag. So every time I opened the pantry, my eyes landed right there. On that glorious bag. Full of temptations.

By the end of the two-week sit, I had consumed all but a few of the chocolates. This must have been a good 4 or 5 per day on average. It was a LOT of chocolate. And it took all my power to leave those last few. In addition to gaining a few pounds, I felt like that houseguest who slightly overstepped the bounds of hospitality. I felt piggish. But happy-pig-ish at least.

I should add that I took excellent care of their pets and home, and they gave me a glowing review (thankfully never mentioning chocolate). I gave them a five-star review as well. It was a lovely experience overall. A wonderful home with fun pets and really cool homeowners.

Also, they offered use of their car, which I used only once for a day trip to France. They left it with a quarter of a tank, and I left it full of petrol for them. So on a monetary basis, I was more than fair. I even looked at the grocery for replacement chocolates, but all I could find were cheap little things not nearly of the quality I had eaten. Somehow replacing with inferior chocolates felt even more gauche, so I didn’t. I wanted to apologize for eating the chocolates, but was too ashamed to bring it up.

So I just sweated until the review came in, worried they would reveal to all future homeowners my nasty chocolate obsession. But alas, mercifully, they did not.

So, there. Confession is good for the soul. I’m sure a few of my fellow sitters (and chocoholics) can relate.

I suppose on future sits, I should advise homeowners that if there is chocolate in the house, and they expect it to be there when they return, they should hide it or lock it away.

Thanks for reading, and enjoy your sitting and/or your travels.

Signed,
An Unrepentant Chocoholic

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Manchego cheese was my downfall. Managed to polish off half a wheel within a few weeks… No excuses, other than it was too delicious to resist.

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Thanks for a fun read :grin: If it was me, they’d have to lock up packets of chips/crisps… they’d be demolished! Wishing you many more happy chocolate adventures ahead! :yum::yum::yum:

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Wow, I feel you! :smile: Have never faced such a temptation yet, and is afraid of the possibility of failing horribly! :innocent:

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Was there any local support groups you could have joined? :slight_smile:

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I always end up eating delicious things in the cupboards unless I know I won’t be able to replace them- if I was in switzerland I would be in trouble!!!
Chocolate, cheese, just anything delicious! But I always replace or leave monetary compensation if I can’t find it in the shops!

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Thank you so much for your honesty. I am a chocolaholic too. You just taught me a new lesson, on to tell homeowners I am a chocolate lover and if you dont want it gone to hide it. Or perhaps leave only what you dont care if i eat. I dont think ive heard such honesty in a long time. :candy:

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I usually don’t eat a single morsel of HO’s food.
Usually.

I can neither confirm nor deny my chocolate temptations and overconsumption habits, however.

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