An Open Letter to Uncle Tom

Dear Uncle Tom,
Tonight, we thought of you fondly as we sipped our last drops of Angelina Hot Chocolate. With a dash of cinnamon and nutmeg and a few fluffy marshmallows, our days of enjoying that decadent beverage came to a close. Sorrow filled our hearts as we realized that your days of Paris layovers have long been over, and no more grounded milk chocolate will be arriving in our mailbox.

Thank you for introducing us to Angelina, and for keeping a steady supply of the French treat coming our way. Your kindness and generosity have been a blessing to our home and our taste buds.

We have enjoyed our Parisian hot chocolate through so many stages of our family. When the addiction began, we were soon-to-be parents. Almost three years later, the absence of Angelina's grounded hot chocolate in our pantry may be forgotten from time to time as we navigate this crazy world of parenting, but deep down, there is a void nothing else can fill.

We are left with no choice but to make a public and very urgent plea for more. If anyone out there knows of some way to bring more rich and delightful Angelina chocolate to the U.S. and into our home, please let us know.

Sincerely,
The Family of Fish