One of my favorite things to snack on when I’m stressed? Chocolate. Why chocolate? I don’t understand the question. I could fill a phone book with the reasons why I love the stuff. I am a chocoholic. I once discovered that a box of gourmet milk chocolate coconut clusters can replace your husband – at least for a couple of days. (This is not something I’m proud to admit, but I had to share, in case you might need this kind of advice the next time the man in your life goes on a business trip and your kids are sick and you can’t go beyond your driveway.) When I run out of real chocolate in my house, I find a way to satisfy my craving– whether in the form of chocolate syrup, micro-waved chocolate chips, powdered cocoa or dry brownie mix. You name it, I’ve tried it. My biggest shame to claim? On Halloween night, after my children go to bed, I secretly stash enough mini chocolate bars (that I hope they don’t miss) into the freezer to help aid my sanity level throughout the month of November. By Nov. 10, my face has broken out and I go on a pseudo chocolate fast – but it doesn’t take long for me to get past this speed bump.