There are firm rules in my life any of which I hesitate to violate....

1. Chocolate should be "dark".

2. Steaks should be "rare"

3. Wine should be "red". White wine should never rise above "occasional alternative"

4. Smoking brisket should be like unto making love, "Languorous". At least 14 hours insures optimal results.

Somehow, the mere concept of milk chocolate covered edamame (generated by the thread title) seems almost too ghastly to contemplate