As you probably know, a mini-bar is a small, private refrigerator often found in western-style hotel rooms. Stocked with food and beverage they offer convenience at a hefty price.
The hotel I normally stay in is low-frills and does not have a mini-bar. That’s a good thing. Not because I am worried about the price, but the convenience. It’s a big receptacle holding lots of chocolate I should be staying away from.
At some hotels you need a key to get into the mini-bar. That’s meant as a deterrent for others but not for me, a key isn’t going to keep me away from taking a peek at what they have stocked up. Sometimes, like in the hotel I stayed at last week, they take it a step further and have a key and a seal. So first you have to break the seal, then you unlock it. That wasn’t much of a deterrent either.
Despite the name “mini-bar” the problem they pose for me is not the alcohol within but the sweets. Usually chocolate. I am not locked into this weight loss plan enough yet to be able to stay away. For example last week I had a wonderful brownie and ice cream dessert to top off the night but when I got back to the hotel room I still answered the devil’s call and opened up that mini-bar. That bag of peanut M&Ms just looked so inviting. And how about that almond Snicker’s? I have never had one of those before. I don’t like making decisions so I just took both.
I am not yet ready to be alone with chocolate.
The next time I stay at a hotel where I am given a mini-bar key I am going to have to refuse it. At this point that is the only way I can stay away from the devil.
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