Entries tagged with "chocolate"
Feel my cocoa beats. Je m'appelle Joe le Lait.
posted by srah on April 4, 2008 5:34 PM
Tags: alcohol, bridge, chocolate, fears, food, san francisco, travel
Saturday, March 22 On Saturday, Cari, Matt and I went to Berkeley to go on a tour/tasting at the Scharffen Berger factory. Unlike the last time I went to a chocolate tasting, I was actually able to appreciate the quality chocolate and the different flavors therein. The key is not to use your teeth at all. You break the chocolate into little pieces, then let each individual morsel melt in your mouth, releasing all the fruity undertones that come from the fermentation process applied to the cocoa beans. IT WAS AWESOME. I tasted all kinds of flavors that I don't...
Sorry, Champ. I think I ate your chocolate squirrel.
posted by srah on March 28, 2007 10:03 PM
Tags: bunnies, chocolate, food
Let it be known unto the world that Hedonist Artisan Chocolates is now selling their truffles over the Intarwebs and shipping them to places that are not Rochester, NY. I am quite sure they are delicious, because Zahra and Jennie said so. Go forth and buy! If truffles are not rabbit-shaped enough for you, then you should take a gander at these delicious little bunnies. I am told that the Lepus Corsicanus has but one desire in life: to have his head violently bitten off by me. Good bunny!...
Tastes like... chicken?
posted by srah on July 30, 2005 1:30 PM
Tags: ann arbor, apete, chocolate, food, reviews, zingerman's
Apete, SarahM and I went to a chocolate tasting at Zingerman's earlier this week. I never got around to blogging anything about the balsamic vinegar or sea salt tastings we went to earlier this month, so I decided I had to make an effort to get this chocolate thing blogged! What this chocolate tasting did was confirm my worst suspicions: I am a chocolate philistine. After a lengthy explanation of the chocolate making processes and everywhere where the cheapo chocolates cut corners, we were given little cups with samples of different chocolates. We tasted them, then were asked to describe...
