I guess I’ll never point at another store, but I’m glad I did. The Rocky Mountain Chocolate Factory provided a quick way of getting rid of the spare change I had in my pocket. It was more like emptying the needed dollars from my wallet as we loaded up on sugary treats for the drive home.
The caramel apples and fudge assortments seemed to hit the spot to squelch the chocolate fix I had after leaving the restaurant across the street. Problem was I had to share with the passenger in my truck.
Rocky Mountain Chocolate Factory kept me runnin’ on all cylinders.
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