Saturday, February 23, 2002


dear readers, today i had to break my own heart. . .

that is, the wonderful and delicious dark-chocolate heart mr. right gave me for valentine's day. i had been gradually nibbling away at the bon-bons hidden inside the box. finally today, nothing was left, but the box itself and its cover. i had to do it; with a sad face, mr. right cut a piece from the floor of the box. who am i kidding? we both fell on that piece like ravening wolves. . .

i know jacques torres doesn't use valrhona; he seems to prefer belgian chocolate, perhaps using one called belcolade for some applications. i think the box may have been made of this belgian delight. . .

the chocolate, even at 10 days old, retained its kitchen-filling, intoxicating aroma -- just an unending perfume of chocolate essence. the bits we had also kept a nice clean snap but had perhaps a slightly waxy texture. in taste, not too bitter and fairly sweet. i'd call it sweet-dark chocolate. the texture wasn't so perfect, but this could have been caused by the unfortunate fact that due to the unseasonably warm weather, i'd been forced to briefly refrigerate it yesterday to keep it from softening. . . i certainly didn't detect one of the hallmarks of refrigerated chocolate, the so called sugarbloom.

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