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I dunno, I don't really do guilt beyond truly bad acts done by choice.
That being said, I am a chocolate milk fiend.
I have to strictly limit myself or I'd drink nothing else, and not eat anything useful nutritionally.
Chocolate in general is my one true vice. I don't drink, I don't use recreational drugs, I'm monogamous (and happily so), I quit tobacco, and even caffeine beyond trace amounts in decaf. But you try an take chocolate out of my life, and I will fuck you up.
I'll even accept Hershey's if there's nothing else available.
But chocolate milk? Fuck me running. Cold, sweet, chocolatey goodness. I will walk right the fuck over infants and kittens if there's a cup on the other side. Puppies? I dunno, I think I'd try to step between them, but I'm not making promises.
Home made is incredible. But my particular weaknesses are the pet trumoo, and the promised land midnight. They use thickeners that up the silky texture. The promised land stuff is meant to be more like melted ice cream, and it succeeds.
Which, don't even ask me how quick I can kill a pint of hagendaz chocolate. Don't blink is all I'll say there.
I have no guilt involved there, but holy fuck is it an indulgence.
So Troi is half betazoid, and grew up with her mother on betazed. Where, presumably, there was no chocolate.
I know I know they have replicators and whatever. I just find it amusing that chocolate from Earth is so appealing as a flavor that less than a hundred years after joining the federation, Betazoid children are growing up loving chocolate frequently enough that Troi develops a strong taste for it.