New York - February 14, 2007

Chocolate Regrets, Stop

Telegrams from ABChocolates

Wow. Somebody really managed to screw up this time. No flowers. No memento. Not even a Hallmarketing card.

Nice job. Today we’d like to present you with the No. 1 Jerkface ribbon.

Make up for your forgetful/lazy/inconsiderate inaction with edible telegrams from ABChocolates.

Across the river, in the glorious State of Garden, milk and dark chocolate letters, hand-poured into one-inch squares, are standing by, dying to be assembled into your heartfelt missive.

Sure, you could choose a preformatted message. But then you might as well scrap the whole project. (This is about you being thoughtful. For once.) Instead, order your own personalized plea. (May we suggest: “Sorry, ____. I am an idiot. Please forgive your besotted but flawed admirer.”)

It will be hand set in a wooden box and delivered with a vintage-style label to just about anywhere.

Best case scenario: You’re off the hook.

Worst case: She’ll tell you to eat your heart out. Right after she finishes the candy.

Available online at abchocolates.com.