There is nothing better than a steaming mug of hot chocolate on a snowy day. When you’re a kid, it’s often the first thing to greet you after an exhausting afternoon playing in the snow. You peel off your gloves, stomp the snow off your boots, and settle on the couch with the swirling, sweet treat.
I hope you continue to appreciate snow days as you grow older. During our string of snow days, I walked on a frozen pond with my mom, sliding around and throwing snowballs. I made sure to boil some hot chocolate when we came back inside. And why is that? I think it’s because hot chocolate is more than a simple drink to me. Far more than the function of heating up my chilled insides or the enjoyment of sipping liquid chocolate, I find that hot chocolate brings me back to every adventurous snow day, every frozen-fingers-and-toes snowball fight, every fireplace feeling of becoming warm again. Hot chocolate connects my kid self to who I am today, reminding me of what it feels and tastes like to be home.
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Danaye studies English and procrastination at UFV and is very passionate about the Oxford comma. She spends her days walking to campus from the free parking zones, writing novels she'll never finish, and pretending to know how to pronounce abominable. Once she graduates, she plans to adopt a cat.
