If one is to regard a dessert as the perfect woman: subtle, a little bittersweet, not blowsy and extrovert. Delicately made up, not highly rouged. Holding back, not exposing everything and, of course, with a flavour that lasts. I believe this little warmhearted marshmallow in the lustrous chocolate velvet dress would be it… can you resist this beautiful softy sitting on her petite honey graham wafer over there?
This sugar confection enjoys sunbathing using her own tiny hibachi to achieve this golden, caramelized glow on her. The sensual dress on her is made of 70% cocoa, sometimes 38%, depending on admirers’ preference.
In just one dramatic crunch, the molten sweetness coated with soft, delicate crisps disperses… the smooth, dark chocolate love spreads… soft and comforting goodness all over. Everybody should believe in something… I believe I’ll have some more s’mores… It is the taste of not enough.
Thank you, Mink, for the beautiful and playful treat. Chocolate is the only therapy I need… with all the stress, some more s’mores and a Belgian Monkey might just keep me sane. Chocolate is ground from the beans of happiness afterall!
Love,
Rachel





Elaine
March 9, 2010
*DROOLS*