This weekend was a bonafide Chocolate Emergency. If I'd had something like this with any amount of decent chocolate behind glass, I would've broken the glass in a second.
Instead I kept texting my dad how I was having a Chocolate Emergency and he came to the rescue with two handfuls of mini candy bars from work. Score! It was odd - I don't usually fiend for chocolate, but luckily I live with someone who knows when to feed the bear. :) Thanks, Dad!