When my dear friend, Rachel was in town a few weeks ago, we went to Cacao. Cacao is a place that is serious about chocolate. They have hundreds of varieties of bars and a bunch of handmade deliciousness. Despite the fact that it is 15 minutes from my home, I have been there 4 times in the past 3 years. I am simply not allowed to go. The drinking chocolate there is like heaven. Unlike Spanish and French drinking chocolates, it is only thickening agent is chocolate itself. 72% Chocolate and cream. That's it. It is so delightful.
While we were there we were chatting with the guy behind the counter, getting the scoop on all of the different kinds of bars, he told us that a woman comes in every day to get a cup of the drinking chocolate. They've even made a larger size for her - maybe it's because I'm so infrequent a customer, but the smallest size they offer, is too rich to handle in one sitting. Sometimes this woman comes in twice a day. I was gobsmacked by this little egg of knowledge, and instantly SO CURIOUS about this woman. He said that she will get some and put it in the fridge and eat it like a pudding, and that he had done that also and it is delicious. I was so intrigued by this that I got my shot to go, and put it in the fridge. The next morning I ate some of it, and promptly decided that those two chocoholics were nutso, it is absolutely better warm.
When I found this photo on my phone, I remembered the anecdote about this woman who needs the largest size of drinking chocolate, and I kind of want to stake out cacao and try to discover who this woman is, and maybe be on hand to call the paramedics when she needs one.
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If I lived by you, I would come do a stake out with you. I have experience in such things...
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