Dark chocolate.

This has become my way of battling my usual I-ate-my-lunch-and-now-I-should-have-dessert problem.

Jeremy gets the bags of Dove dark chocolates (because he read in some running magazine that it’s the healthiest kind of chocolate, whatevs) and I’ve been bringing two with me to work to eat after lunch. I don’t like dark chocolate that much…so it’s too overpowering and bitter for me to want more of it. But it’s also sweet and chocolatey enough that my brain says “Yes. This is sweet. This is chocolate. This is dessert. Now we’re done.” and it puts a rest to my cravings and shuts my taste buds down.