Last week I announced that Slog had two tickets to this weekend's Seattle Chocolate Salon, where 30+ local and national chocolatiers gather to share their goods. Tickets are $20 (advance) and they give you access to sample as much chocolate as you'd like. YUM! To enter, all you had to do was say (in 50 words or less) why you deserved the pair of passes.
We got a whole heap of entries, and here's the cream of the crop. Now it's up to you, Slog readers, to choose who should go. I can't decide. I'm a Gemini and therefore worthless in the decision-making process. Vote below and the winner as of 10 am tomorrow morning will be the winner of the passes!
Thanks to all who entered, and good luck to you finalists!
#1
I'm a 20 year old gay virgin who was obese, and is now uncomfortably skinnyfat. I'm in debt paying for a degree in fine art, which is hugely dependent on personal passion. If smashing decadence into my face with an obligated friend can't grant me passion, I am forever lost.
#2
My love of chocolate can be summed up in three words: 180 Cadbury eggs. That's how many I bought after Easter one year. Find someone who can top that, and I will graciously accept that he or she deserves these tickets more than I do. I humbly thank you for your consideration.
#3
Last night I polished off the last of the nasty root-beer flavored popsicles that my roommate discarded in the freezer from the variety pack. I didn’t like it, but I did it. Save me from myself. With chocolates.
#4
Today I sprained my back unloading *paper towels* at work. I can't be expected to be too eloquent with all the vicodin and muscle relaxants I'm on right now so I'll just let the drugs do the talking: chocolate = awesome and I could use a day full of free awesomeness.
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I feel that this particular unlimited supply of chocolate is my personal destiny. Something about Chubby Chipmunk Hand-Dipped Chocolates resonates deeply within me; it is as if this organization and I are fellow-travelers in a sense far more profound than mere time and space.
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I was allergic to chocolate as a kid. Then I grew up and my allergy suddenly disappeared. Chocolate is therefore, to me, synonymous with adult privilege. Attending this festival would be like voting, drinking, having sex, and then blowing up enemies on the field of battle.
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I have been married for nearly three decades to someone for whom chocolate is the very worst of the sinful indulgences one can encounter. In our house we have nothing but organic, locally-grown, fairly-traded food. Every grain is a whole grain. We are desperate! Help us!
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I have been married for nearly three decades to someone for whom chocolate is the very worst of the sinful indulgences one can encounter. In our house we have nothing but organic, locally-grown, fairly-traded food. Every grain is a whole grain.
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