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The Chocolate Party :-)

So, as a result of a TIME magazine article, as posted verbatim below, my housemate and I decided we should have a chocolate party at our house one of these days.
You know, like a bottle party, only this time, you come with a bottle of alcohol

and at least 100g of chocolate :-)

Who's in?!!! Holla at your gal!...Of course we hope to attract the female folk mostly, but if there are men out there unashamed to indulge in a chocolate and alcohol binge, you are welcome! :-)

Sweet Revenge. Chocolate eaters are thinner. Really.

By Alice Park
Long branded as a dieter’s foe, chocolate may have been given an unduly bad rap.

That’s what the latest study to balance the health benefits and harms of the sweet treat shows: sure, chocolate is loaded with calories, but its fattening potential may be more than offset by its positive metabolic effects- which also improve heart health, cholesterol levels, glucose control and blood pressure.

In the study, involving more than 1,000 men and women who reported their chocolate consumption over a week and had their body mass index (BMI) measures, those who ate chocolate more frequently had lower BMIs than those who did not eat as much, despite the fact that chocolate lovers consumed more calories overall and didn’t exercise more than the others. Eating chocolate five or more times a week on a regular basis can translate into a one-point drop in BMI on average, compared with those who don’t eat it.

While chocolate may not cause weight loss, its health benefits, which stem from its antioxidants, may help the body absorb fewer calories from fat, thus tipping the scale toward a slimmer physique. Which not too good to be true.

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  1. After reading this post a few weeks ago, chocolate and I have been inseparable :-)

    Thanksya! ;-)

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