I got me an Easter egg. All mine! All mine!

dark chocolate egg
But I can’t remember when I last had one. So it’s a special treat.
It’s not easy to type with chocolate on your fingers, you know.
I got me an Easter egg. All mine! All mine!

But I can’t remember when I last had one. So it’s a special treat.
It’s not easy to type with chocolate on your fingers, you know.
6 comments on “How old am I again?”
Wish I’d bought myself that one. I got two cheap Cadburys eggs. Enjoyed the first one and felt sick with the second one.
This reminds me of one the principles of the now-defunct pressure group, Decadent Action:
“4. Never, ever eat chocolate of less than 60% cocoa solids. Ackermans or Green and Blacks is what you should be eating. ”
http://www.monoculartimes.co.uk/counterculture/decadentaction.shtml
Green&Black is frighteningly good chocolate: we had the flat version of that not long ago (and enjoyed it immensely)… mostly out of frustration that our local sources of their Maya Gold bar have dried up.
If you can get hold of the Endangered Species Black Panther bar (82%), it’s fantastic (though their “Bat Bar” is a bit lower and has cocoa bits in it and is more fun if you’re not an extreme chocolatist), and the Belgian Chocolove Super Dark (77%) is the best bang for your buck (no idea how to translate that into pounds shilling, sorry) you’ll find anywhere (strong, sweet, crisp, smooth… it’s kind of what my mouth compares the rest of them to).
But the Cadbury Caramel egg is still the gold standard for nutritionally empty gross excess. And that’s Easter.
Cadburys is far too sweet for my taste buds. However, at the other extreme, how about Michel Cluizel 99%? Far too bitter for me (and most human beings, I’d imagine), but one of these days I might get round to using that bar to make mole, Mexican chocolate-chilli sauce which is awesome with chicken.
In fact, since I’m having chicken wings tonight (and I’m making real stock this afternoon), I may have a look round for recipes…
My wife ordered hot chocolate in Japan once that came without added sugar: Unsweetened milk chocolate, if you can imagine. Needless to say, after a shocked sip, and a curious one by each of us, sugar was added. The darkest I’ve ever eaten was, I think, Lindt’s 87% bar, but it really was just on the verge of not terribly pleasant. The 82% Black Panther really is enough for me.
I’m a sucker for mole sauce, too, but my wife isn’t, so I usually only order it in good mexican restaraunts — which we don’t have here.
There’s Belgians down our road have just opened a chocolatier place.
I am doomed.