How to achieve world peace
Chocolate fountains.
Seriously, you can't argue or be angry with a chocolate fountain in the room. Go on, try it. Try to be angry or hungry or argue with a chocolate fountain next to you. You can't. The smell is intoxicating. Even if you don't love chocolate, you can't help but enjoy the relaxing hum of the fountain's motor.
With a plethora of treats in front of the fountain, you can make *everyone* at the party happy. Try that with just one cake or pie. You can have prezels for the salt-lovers, fruit for the granola kids, rice crispie treats for me (and no, I'm not sharing), marshmellows (from Williams Sonoma, only the BEST marshmellows EVER), graham crackers and anything else you can think of to dip in chocolate.
Now that I have the tool, how do I use it effectively to achieve world peace? That's the tough part of my discovery.
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And, as an aside, another discovery I made with the fountain while I was cleaning it: there is NOTHING sexy about melted chocolate all over you. You have to really work to get this stuff off and it gets everywhere and you can't just wash your hands and wipe them off on a towel. Oh no, that chocolate is hanging out. Its not going anywhere. I understand the concept of how this could be sexy, but without getting graphic about personal preferences, I'm thinking no. I'd file this under that thing you did that sounded like a really fabulous idea at the time, but in real life, just a bad plan.
Unless its used in really small amounts. Now that I think about it, that could be a good idea. But I was just covered in it, and there was just nothing sexy about that.
Seriously, you can't argue or be angry with a chocolate fountain in the room. Go on, try it. Try to be angry or hungry or argue with a chocolate fountain next to you. You can't. The smell is intoxicating. Even if you don't love chocolate, you can't help but enjoy the relaxing hum of the fountain's motor.
With a plethora of treats in front of the fountain, you can make *everyone* at the party happy. Try that with just one cake or pie. You can have prezels for the salt-lovers, fruit for the granola kids, rice crispie treats for me (and no, I'm not sharing), marshmellows (from Williams Sonoma, only the BEST marshmellows EVER), graham crackers and anything else you can think of to dip in chocolate.
Now that I have the tool, how do I use it effectively to achieve world peace? That's the tough part of my discovery.
***
And, as an aside, another discovery I made with the fountain while I was cleaning it: there is NOTHING sexy about melted chocolate all over you. You have to really work to get this stuff off and it gets everywhere and you can't just wash your hands and wipe them off on a towel. Oh no, that chocolate is hanging out. Its not going anywhere. I understand the concept of how this could be sexy, but without getting graphic about personal preferences, I'm thinking no. I'd file this under that thing you did that sounded like a really fabulous idea at the time, but in real life, just a bad plan.
Unless its used in really small amounts. Now that I think about it, that could be a good idea. But I was just covered in it, and there was just nothing sexy about that.
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