First, I'm not a chocoholic. Don't get me wrong, chocolate is okay, it's fine, but it's not my raison d'etre. Unless it's chocolate ice cream. Because in my world, ice cream in any flavor is the perfect food. Second, I only read this book because of the interesting post a week or so ago by a fellow blogger. Thanks for the review that sparked my interest!
A nice true story of two sisters opening a chocolate shop in D.C. in the 1980s after the death of their father.
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