Rising Up From The Ashes

So, back on Valentine ’s Day I was pleasantly surprised with not one or two, but five boxes of Godiva truffles. I love them! I have been slowly rationing them out to myself so that they last a nice long time and I don’t make too big of a pig out of myself. Usually one an evening. Enjoyed slowly while thinking happy thoughts about my pet who gave them to me. :)

No longer!

Last night I ate three (yeah, I know!) and then popped the last remaining box into the freezer.

One of the students who work for me brought the last bit of her V-day chocolate into work yesterday. Several Ferrero Rochere truffles. Also quite tasty!

At least normally.

She is a nice gal and I don’t work her very hard so she gave me one of her treats. While I unwrapped the piece, I noticed a tiny hole in the foil but didn’t really think any thing of it. Then, just as I was getting ready to pop it into my mouth, I saw a tiny little dermastid larva crawl from the surface into the ball. Yes, I remember them from my GSR study. I’m not really creeped out by bugs but I don’t particularly want to eat them either. As I stare intentily at the candy piece, a big fat larva squeezed out making me giggle (and really glad I did not eat the candy!) My student worker asked me what I was doing and I told her. Bad move. She has already eaten several pieces. Possibly filled with bugs. Now she rushs off to the ladies room to rid herself of the imaginary bugs she now feels crawling around inside of her. I grab a plate and a knife and carefully cut the ball open – I don’t want to hurt them; I’m just nosy. Sure enough, a nice little colony set up in there.

So, when I got home, I carefully inspected each piece before eating it and then tossed the remaining pieces into the airtight freezer.

I don’t mind bugs.
I certainly don’t kill bugs.
But I will be damned if I am sharing my Godiva with them!