I love chocolates. Even as I try to lose weight I simply cannot win the fight Not to eat chocolate. It’s in my blood.
When I was younger we couldn’t afford imported chocolates. Having any chocolate at all was actually a treat in itself, never mind what brand it was. If it was chocolate, it was heaven. My Beloved, who grew up in the City next to the Naval Base up North, remembers with bliss his Tootsie-Rolls. He earned the right to buy a Tootsie-Roll after helping his mother with her food-cart business (I’m not sure if the roll is a chocolate but it falls into the sweets class so I guess we could compare it with my Serg).
We didn’t have that kind of money. But somehow my mother managed to get me and my siblings Serg chocolate. I still remember that thin bar of chocolate with the red (or was it pink?) stripes on the wrapper. I had no idea then that Serg was a local chocolate. It was so yummy!! I remember that I would keep the wrapper for days being careful not to put any creases on it except for the folds that were already there from protecting the precious chocolate within.
I tried searching for an image of my favorite chocolate. I found two sites with the same picture of the chocolate, so I’m acknowledging them as the source (well, that’s what Google tells me):
I told my children all about this favorite chocolate of mine, while we were eating Hershey’s classic Kisses. Even if Kisses are one of the sweetest chocolates around, it was nothing compared to my humble Serg chocolate from yesteryear. I guess it was special because I didn’t know any other chocolate, and because it really was a rare treat to have it.
Of course, Guylian’s Belgian chocolates is the current Number 1 chocolate for me. Sadly, I can’t find them in the stores in our area. You would have to go to the Big Mall Supermarket (far away) or else to the Duty Free stores up north to find them.
Guylian’s earned that special spot in my heart because it was my father’s gift to us when he came home for his break from being an OFW. By this time, there was a little more money to go around and I guess we could afford this.
My kids enjoyed the chocolate story. It was another opportunity to remind them where we came from and to not take things for granted.
We live near the old Serg chocolate factory. I passed by it about two weeks ago. The decrepit building looks like it will be torn down. They’re already digging up the driveway in the front. From what I’ve read so far, I’m not the only one missing and wishing that Serg would come back to life.