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Speaking of diet pitfalls, it seems that there's always something around to tempt me.

Last month, it was Starbucks Peppermint Mocha Lattes. Have you tried one of these? It's like heaven in a cup. So if anyone ever starts complaining about how Starbucks is taking over the world, the homogenization of America, blah, blah, blah, all you have to say is, "Starbucks Peppermint Mocha Lattes," and that should shut them up. If they have a soul.

(By the way, while Peppermint Mocha Lattes are a holiday item, you can still get one off-season by asking your barrista to add a shot of peppermint to a Mocha Latte. Warning: they're very addictive. And not inexpensive.)

My newest temptation is the Hershey’s Peanut Butter Kiss. I hadn't even heard of those suckers until last night, when I saw a commercial for them.

"Oh. My. God. Hershey kisses with peanut butter in the middle," I marveled.

"I've had one. They're really good," George said.

"When did you have one?” I demanded. “Where? Why didn't you get one for me?"

Twenty minutes later, George returned from Walgreens with a bag of the new Kisses, which are indeed so good, I made him stash them in the trunk of his car, so that I won't go on a mad Kiss binge in the middle of the day.

Posted 17 January 2006 at 01:59 PM