Earlier it was milk chocolate causing issues. I solved that by buying Easter chocolate and telling myself it was for later. And I haven't touched it. (this is a miracle).
Right now, though, the issue is cheese. My craving is so bad that:
- It seems logical to drive 10+ hours to order my hometown pizza
- I couldn't eat supper with my husband because he had cheese-y leftovers
- I could smell the cheese from the other side of the house, where I was yelling out to him so we could still have our end-of-the-day chat
- I contemplated having a tantrum so someone would encourage me to eat dairy
I will post a review another day. As long as you promise not to criticize the pictured finished product. Let's just say I cannot flip a pancake to save my life. Maybe my version should be called Chocolate Chip Oatmeal Clumpies.