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February 24, 2010
On Valentine's Day, my boyfriend bestowed upon me a heart-shaped box of 35 Jacques Torres chocolates. My thrill was tinged with anxiety, though, because knowing the way I've treated boxes of chocolate in the past -- years ago, 100 pieces of Teuscher direct from Switzerland were gone in four days -- I knew these could meet a similar fate so I could "get the guilt over with as soon as possible".

Instead, I chose to savor only one a day. And if I slipped even once, I would have to toss the entire box.

You could say I'm an extremist.