Mere mortals.


I grew up in Hershey, Pennsylvania. From the age of 6 thru 26, the smell of warm chocolate from the chocolate factory caresses my nostrils...this mingled with the smell of Reeses peanut butter cups from the factory at the other end of town. In elementary school I taste tested chocolate for Hershey. As a child, doctors told me I was allergic to chocolate but I overcame and proved them wrong. I lived on Chocolate Avenue amidst street lights shaped like wrapped and unwrapped Hershey Kisses. I used to swim in a pool on Cocoa Avenue.

I was a citizen of Chocolate Heaven. I return there frequently to rejuvenate my chocolate soul. I have no hunger for chocolate because I am it and it is me.

Uh...Beruit, why are you looking at me like that?! What is that glass of milk for and why are you licking your lips? Beruit! Get back! I'm outta here!