chocrate peanduts

I love me some chocrate peanduts.  That is the Rodgers code for chocolate covered peanuts.  I happened to come across a bag at the store the other day.  I let them sit there and kept walking, resisting temptation.  Then I ended up walking back to the aisle where I saw them when I was done shopping because I could not stop thinking about them.  I think this love of chocolate is a hereditary condition. My love of chocolate covered peanuts is not only because they are such a taste treat.  It is also because they make me think of someone I don't get to see often enough anymore.  My Dad.   When I was a kid, whenever my Mom and I would be getting ready to go shopping we'd ask Dad what he wanted.  His response, no fail, was 'chocrate peanduts!' That is unless he said 'em zems', which in Rodgers language is M&M's :)  I can't think of a better trait to have inherited.