chocolat

I recently had the best chocolate of my life so I thought I'd share the good news. I've never tasted anything like this milk chocolate, absolute perfection. The dark chocolate is like eating earth--that my not sound appetizing at first but image you are Adam or Eve walking around with your fig leaves the day after everything was created and you pick up a piece of soil, the dark kind of earth that is so rich you could grow anything in it--that is what this chocolate is like. Don't let the name fool you, it is made in Berkley CA. I've never felt so strongly about a piece of chocolate I just had to tell everyone I love about it (no I am not selling it--but maybe I should).

There is a story behind this chocolate. On Valentines day Tom called me to see if my v-day present had arrived, it hadn't, so he told me what it was over the phone. I was so shocked by the perfect gift he had chosen for me that in my awe I became speechless which Tom unfortunately interpreted as disappointment. So we hung up and the next time he calls it is 8:30pm and he is at Central Market (a high end grocery store, with mountains of sinfully yummy stuff), because his "bus took a wrong turn"--Central Market is nowhere by his bus route--and he needs a ride home. We go and pick him up and when we get to him he is meekly holding a variety of chocolates in hands. Come to find out, once he got of the phone with me and thought I was disappointed by his fabulous gift he took a cab to Central Market to get me some chocolate--so sweet--the funny part is that he asked the cab driver to wait for him while he shopped, which he didn't, and when he tried to call me on his cell phone to get a ride, the battery went dead, which presented another problem--Tom would have to remember his own phone number, which he couldn't. Luckily he did remember how to spell his last name and the phone book came in handy for that. And this story is what made it my best valentines day ever. Thank you Toad