A few months ago, Claire over at GibsonKing wrote a post about chocolate. Mmmm, chocolate. I followed the crumbs through the posts and was introduced to a particularly mmm-inducing chocolate: Dark Chocolate and Sea Salt by Lindt. It’s so good, I ran all the way to Chesapeake, rang my parents doorbell and slapped my mother in the face when she answered. Then I shoved a piece of chocolate in her mouth and ran back to Richmond.
It’s really that good.
Or at least, I thought I had met my chocolate match until I was at the Fresh Market the other day. I had a list, but you know how it goes. You’re in the store, feeling kind of hungry, getting cranky about tossing bunches of veggies and sacks of fruit in your cart. You look at the rows of cut meat, the piles of fresh fish and think, “If Martha can, why can’t I?” and then you remember why and turn down the prepared foods aisle. But I digress.
I was making the rounds in the store, scooting by the bulk nuts and candy aisle when I realized that I hadn’t had any chocolate in a while. I had eaten through my last bar of Lindt two weeks prior. Lord knows I like a little taste of sweet after dinner and two squares was enough to keep my most ferocious cravings at bay. . . at least until morning.
So I wheel on up to the display of fine chocolates and what do my eyes rest upon?
