An Excerpt from Chocolate Fever

      

      Can you imagine a boy having a chocolate-bar sandwich as an after-school
      snack? Well, Henry did, just about every day. And when he ate mashed potatoes,
      just a few drops of chocolate syrup swished through seemed to make them
      taste a lot better. Chocolate sprinkles sprinkled on top of plain buttered
      noodles were tasty, too. Not to mention a light dusting of cocoa on things
      like canned peaches, pears, and applesauce.

      In the Greens' kitchen pantry there was always a giant supply of chocolate
      cookies, chocolate cakes, chocolate pies, and chocolate candies of every
      kind. There was ice cream, too. Chocolate, of course, and chocolate nut,
      chocolate fudge, chocolate marshmallow, chocolate swirl, and especially
      chocolate almond crunch. And all of it was just for Henry.

      If there was one thing you could say about Henry it was that he surely did
      love chocolate. "Probably more than any boy in the history of the world,"
      his mother said.

      "How does Henry like his chocolate?" Daddy Green would sometimes joke.

      "Why, he likes it bitter, sweet, light, dark, and daily."
      And it was true. Up until the day we're talking about right now.