Chocolate at the Borders

There's a ritual to my return from abroad, whenever work sends me there. I check the box on my customs form that asks if I'm bringing food back into the country. (I check all the other ones "No".) The Customs Official who processes me asks what kind of food. I say "Chocolate." They write "chocolate" on the form, and wave me through to baggage claim so I can get my bag, pass through another checkpoint, recheck my bag, and then hopefully head for home. (The exception is when I'm flying back fro...