There is such a thing as too much chocolate.
We just got back from a two day trip to Hershey,
PA, the 'Sweetest Place on Earth'.
I've always had an affinity for chocolate, lovingly lingering on those
tiny bars of Cadbury's milk chocolate that were a rare treat in
childhood. We had to study how Theobroma Cacao was cultivated and
cocoa harvested and processed in the Ivory Coast and Ghana for a whole
unit in our 10th grade geography class. I still remember marveling over
the size of the pods in the photos. No words in the textbook of the
Mayans or Aztecs, a missing part of the story deftly dismissed in a
single line about South American origins of the tree.
After several years in the U.S., I've been able to indulge at will in
that sweet pastime of buying and eating Hershey's bars or Kisses when
the mood strikes, or when the Halloween candy is in, or the Easter sales
and Christmas sales are round the corner.
This year, we actually paid a visit to that shrine to Chocolate:
Hershey, Pennsylvania. It was a model town back in the 19th century, the
brainchild of Milton
S. Hershey, built around the chocolate factory. Sort of like Willie
Wonka, but with human workers instead of Oompa-Loompas. And
of course, human workers need much more than just cacao beans to stay
alive. So they were recipients of the well-planned munificence of Milton
Hershey, who left much of his fortune to establishing charitable trusts
that ensured the well-being of future generations of Hersheyites. The
town and the charity school he founded bear his imprimatur, to this day.
The air there smells of chocolate, the streetlights are shaped like
Hershey's Kisses, the main buildings on the main avenue are museums to
Hershey's life and times. The crowds come pouring in, every spring, as
the theme park with its roller coasters and rides opens, and the
Disneyesque entertainments of the Chocolate World keep the tourists
entertained, with everything from '3-D' shows to 'Chocolate tasting
tours' to simulated 'Factory Tours'. The real business of Hershey's goes
on quietly, away from the tourist paradise, a large antiseptic factory
in white and blue, tucked away on the far end of the main avenue as it
peters out into the countryside.
It's a place well worth visiting, and will work wonders for those who
are in the mode to either indulge or rid themselves of an addiction to
chocolate.
(cross-posted from Fluff 'n' Stuff)

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