Addiction to Nutella

I had initially thought that I would develop an addiction to homemade pasta and Italian coffee, but boy was I wrong. Nutella cravings have been pouncing up on me like a squirrel on an acorn. I never realized how delicious this stuff is! I've been 3eating it almost every morning for breakfast since I've been in Italy, and sometimes had it for snack, either with bread or bread sticks.

It has gotten to that point where I get random Nutella cravings during the day, or during a time when I would normally consume this God-send of a condiment. The point when I admitted my addiction occurred when I was staying with my Sesto Fiorentino host family. The family had left me home alone for 30 minutes to go drop their son off at softball practice, and all I could think about was Nutella. I quickly rushed to the kitchen after waiting about 3 minutes after they left, just to make sure that they wouldn't come back if they forgot something.

I grabbed the loaf of bread and cut a huge portion for myself. I rummaged through the pantry until I located that savory container, and I completely smothered the break in the chocolate-hazlenutty deliciousness.

And this is not a clean addiction. Bread crumbs and chocolately fingers can leave quite a mess around the kitchen. I'd be surprised if the family didn't notice if I had been there. Of course, nothing was said to me, and I'm that they would have been more than happy to give me the snack had I requested it, but I didn't want them to think I'm eating their whole jar...although I only have a few spoonfuls left until I reach the bottom of this one. :-/ I'm thinking of buying them another jar as a goodbye gift. Would that be satisfactory?

I feel like once I come back the the states, my meals and snacks would not be the same.

You have been warned: Nutella addict on the loose.