In the car yesterday, as I sneaked several bites of a Hershey bar with almonds while driving:
Ingrid: (blah blah, long story about something or other)…and someone was eating chocolate in the house … (etc. etc., story goes on).
Me: (continue sneaking bites of chocolate)
Ingrid: What you eating, Mama?
Me: Mmm, nothing, just a grown up snack…
Isn’t anyone working on developing odorless chocolate for addicts who don’t want to pass bad habits on to their kids?